"Very very." Bryn agreed. She wouldn't tell him that she killed someone over them once. The threat of destroying something so precious. She dropped the tiny braids down into her shirt again, and turned to him straight on. "Of course. Under one condition, that you stand in a circle of lit oil while I do. I don't trust this place as far as I could throw it." And considering it was a building... But she motioned for him to hand everything over.