Pike didn't understand. Every single person who'd ever given her a gift had either betrayed her or left her or died. Which was all pretty much the same thing. She didn't want to believe that would happen again, though. So she told herself it wouldn't, and left it at that.
Faith tucked the ends of the towel in, then very carefully took the necklace out of the box, and held it up to study it. Finally, she smiled, a small, delighted smile, almost like that of a child. "I do. I do like it." She looked past the chain as it reflected the light back into her eyes a little, and met his, still smiling.