Of course. [viktor huffs, in the same way he huffs about the idea of bartering for anything he can make himself.] I've been thinking about it for a while, and I needed... you should have this.

[because maybe it's one of those things pal missed, or maybe it's something he already knows and just deserves, but even in the undercity people wore bands proudly offered by loving spouses and- hm. going a touch red still at spouse but it's true. even if he isn't sure pal even likes jewelry at all or finds it frivolous.

he'll happily kiss pal though, that same sweet juice with the sharp edge in flavor, pulling back to impart-] It spins. I thought you'd like that.