Noah moved past her and to his dresser. She occupied the window at that time, looking down and out into the city before looking back at what he was busy doing. Coming to the desk, she came up behind him and looked over his shoulder at the interesting case. Inside was the light of gold and silvers in the candelabra's illumination. 

His hand moved in to splay them out before her, revealing the necklaces and rings, earrings and charms. 

"Of course, I love them. They are not only pretty, but special to me."

The rings that wouldn't likely fit his fingers, likely would fit hers, and if he let her, she would see how well they would fit. Elann had tiny fingers, and some of the larger pieces wouldn't even likely fit her thumb, but perhaps there was something there from a young age of his that could fit her hand. If so, she would see the design of it if there was any and if it was worth wearing. In her culture, a woman's gold worn was a symbol of how wealthy she was, and being the daughter of a chief, she had a vast wealth of gold; however that was all left behind when she was sent away in haste.

"I used to have a lot of jewelry."

She didn't tell him she had a necklace meant for her wedding that was literally half her weight in gold, gems, and silver. It would make him feel bad when really she loved the mangalasutra he gave her. It was beautiful and simple in her eyes and what one would wear every day, thought she did think back to the gold she used to have in that instance. It didn't matter now. Even with their fighting, she was more happy than she had ever been in her life.