She nodded, but kept silent for a time, mulling on this, turning it over from all sides, just to be certain. She could not see the harm in wearing it, not just now, except that a nagging sense of disquiet pulled at her stomach. Not wrongness. There was a rightness to it. But it wasn't quite what she wanted.

Seer though she was, Hild never was good at knowing her own wants, at seeing herself.

There was definitely no harm in not wearing it, as Gannicus had said. He would not deceive her in this, even to spare his own feelings. His disappointment would be plain.

"Then I thank you." She reached out to take his hand and give his rough fingers a squeeze. She gave him a smile. "Thank you for the beautiful gift. Thank you for all the good things you give me, made tangible in this."