Calli lifted her other hand and offered it to him, palm towards the table to show the rings that adorned every finger on that hand. "I collect them, beautiful things," she shared softly, like she was confiding in him, clearly pleased to see that someone else appreciated the finer things in the same way that she did. "I keep them safe in my space so that they do not get stolen."
She tilted her head, looking at him carefully, like she was weighing him up, her hand still outstretched should he want to touch her rings. Not take them, but he could touch them if he wanted to. It was nice that someone else appreciated them.
She pushed the plate that had the cookies and muffin on it. "Would you also like to share my food?"