"Thank you. For these."
The heiress did not answer the woman's gratefulness in words, she simply reached out and closed Rezzue's fingers tighter around the charms. Fully worked with the sigilscript to prevent their accidental (or fully intentional) consumption, using even more of the strong and shiny yellow metal as a setting to hold the stones firmly, and replete with a set of slotted loops and adjustable leather cords made of spare strips of the same black material she'd long ago stored away from her armband crafting. Properly rehydrated and made plenty pliable for the current use.
