Kreyu

She turns the arm ring in her hands. "It is a part of my hoard, my memories cling to it. It is precious, it has been coveted, desired, loved, that is why a hint of karma clings to it, makes it attractive to a dragon." She flushes. "I would entrust it to your keeping, have you wear it when you can without attracting suspicion. As the shells and stones you gathered for me, it is a mark of affection, of care."

"But I would not wish you to be uncomfortable," Kreyu adds. "It would make things easier in Amikaya, make it easier for us to go where we need to." She smiles reassuringly. "We will manage without it there, if it would make you uneasy to wear it."