[ He takes the bottle from her, glancing it over before turning his attention to her. He follows her inside, placing it on a table before straightening back up, glancing at his unfinished painting. ]

You're welcome. [ Such a sincere show of gratitude has him glancing away from her for a moment, looking a tiny bit awkward before turning his attention to the necklace. His promise to tell her what it meant is genuine, but amazingly enough, there's the smallest amount of nerves bundled inside him. It's rare that he should feel such a thing, but for all his claims to Elijah that he turned his humanity off centuries ago, it's been switched back for a long time now. This meant it came with all the emotions he would rather not experience. ] It's a rune - that's what we learned to write in when we were human.

[ His mother gathering them all around her, patient with them all as they practiced the shapes. She wanted them to be educated, even if education hadn't been the most important thing at the time. He'd had a little trouble himself, but he won't say that. ]

It's called 'Kenaz'. It means - well, it means several things. [ A little like ancient tarot cards in a way. He steps closer to her, glancing at the box. ] For this, it's a symbol of intellect. Knowledge, tied to your studies, and intuition. You've always been very intuitive.