His attention takes an extra split-second to return to the part of his brain that knows how to process words and human speech; he blinks rapidly before he looks at her, rising from his crouch with the bracelet in his hand.

"I...cannot explain exactly what it is, about these stones, but I...I need this."

And the way that he says it - I need this - she will understand better than he can, what exactly he has just found in the midst of all the piles. The cord will need to be knotted by her hands, to secure it on his wrist, but that he will not mind.