It was a pretty stone. At this angle, he could see the faint, swaying reflections of the fairy lights dancing on its surface like light on a deep, calm stream. Maybe he was just remembering the stream though, and how treasured this little guy had been then too.

Kai didn't say anything as he shuffled next to her. There was just the warmth of his hand as he reached out for hers. He gingerly drew it up, ever so carefully placing the stone in her hand and curling her fingers around it. There it was, safe and sound.