[A wry grin as he watches her react as he expected.]

You wouldn't have taken it. Which is why I didn't say anything.

[He fingers the gryphon and the two swords, noting how here it's been made whole again. Not chipped like it had been the last he saw it... Her wings, his swords. Was it coincidence or fate that it ended up fitting so well?]

And... Truth is, this is something he gave my mother.