[ He'd spent a bit of time deliberating what to put on it. This felt the most fitting, and he's glad she seems to understand what he means by it. A personal sort of power, the kind that can't be stolen from you, that you find for yourself in the world.
He sweeps the few remaining locks out of the way, then affixes the necklace. There's a small smile on his face when she turns back around. Soft, maybe a little unconscious, like he's not quite aware of it. ]
Suits you.
[ He adjusts the chain, fingers lingering. The silver catches the light of the tree, where it curves around the tooth. He'll have to show her the monster he plucked it out of some time. In the Horizon, perhaps. ]
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He sweeps the few remaining locks out of the way, then affixes the necklace. There's a small smile on his face when she turns back around. Soft, maybe a little unconscious, like he's not quite aware of it. ]
Suits you.
[ He adjusts the chain, fingers lingering. The silver catches the light of the tree, where it curves around the tooth. He'll have to show her the monster he plucked it out of some time. In the Horizon, perhaps. ]