[Gifts aren't precisely common, no, not even in past times. Kratos turns more properly to see, still faintly confused. They're not precisely armour, but reminiscent enough of it that Kratos wonders. Does Yuan expect him to try to defend himself purely by blocking, or--

[Oh. Kratos's face clears somewhat.]

I like the ribbon.

[But it isn't defensively said, and he washes his hands before coming over to take the bracelets and examine them more thoroughly. They're simply made, much like his clothes; but Kratos can read Yuan's name by now, and that confirms what they're meant to be. It makes his chest feel warm; the ribbon had been serviceable, so explicitness in this seems to be an additional, unnecessary expense on Yuan's part. A proper gift.]

I had wondered about the use of jewellery among those in my circumstances, but I wasn't certain if it was my place to ask.