So, he does the obvious thing. He outsources. He's not the only mage in the world, not even close, and he just so happens to be extremely rich. He asks (well, asks and then pays) a talented stoneshaper to make the necklaces in one fell swoop, and then spends several hours bugging significantly less busy mage healers at hospitals to make the portals. He only manages to get three sets, but he deems this 'better than nothing.' Especially considering most mages don't have a strong enough bloodline to manage a portal on their own. Just three was difficult to get, and required a lot of teamwork.
With that done, he heads off to Perinixu's temple, to shower Spring with gifts. In the sense that he will hand them to her, and then ask her nicely to use them to heal people.
"You're not really helping," Ice points out to Prime. "If you're fundamentally opposed to the entire premise of this conversation it would probably be more efficient to kick her out of your house, and if you aren't, maybe reach for whatever your second resort after sarcasm is and see how that goes."
"... That means he isn't opposed to the conversation but does not want to let the wall of sarcasm down," translates Cypress. He's pretty sure the Zevianas caught that, but he knows his wife didn't.
She looks extremely bothered by the concept of shooing, but is not letting it affect her.
"No," answers Cypress, peering at him. "He's not. I dare say that it's the only reason we haven't been politely kicked out yet."
"So since everyone in this room would consider it an improvement if Prime were happy," says Ice (with a dubious look at the elder Zeviana, who as far as she can tell has not advanced this goal in any way) "the next question is how we go about making that happen, I imagine. I'm tempted to say I should go convince Spring to hit on him."
"Wonderfully, delightfully happy," agrees Cypress, ecstatic. "Honestly, if he and Spring were to -"
"Let's not touch the topic of me apparently needing to find love to be happy. Honestly I find the concept that I require love to be happy somewhat insulting."
"All right, it's entirely possible I couldn't talk her into it given that she doesn't seem to have tried it on her own, anyway. So there must be some Spring-irrespective way to manage the trick, mustn't there? What is it?"
"Do you want me to give you - pointers of what I like to do in my spare time?"
"Okay. Puzzles are fun - not just the picture ones, but logic puzzles and such. You probably don't have Sudoku, but I'm particularly fond of that one. I'll grab a book of it for you, if you'd like. Reading's fun, depending on the author - I can recommend a few of Chamomile's, but I'm not sure how useful that would be. Watching television or movies is a delightful novelty, though I find that movies are best with company. Fishing is surprisingly soothing, I couldn't tell you why. I wouldn't do it all the time, or even every week, but every now and then is nice."
"I can get you a computer and some movies to play on it," says Ice. "Phix and Max could get you movies, too, if you want them without everybody having daemons. I'm not sure how you ought to handle the company part, although Spring might be interested in the movies in their own right."
"I'll ask. All parties involved, please don't try to play matchmaker or - something," sighs Prime. "It wouldn't work and would only annoy me." He looks at his sister. "And no yelling."