Estera's eyes glaze over as she is pulled back into her memories. Pleasant memories, though, so she's not really complaining. She smiles a bit before focusing back on Doulos.
"No, I be havin' this since... I donee even rightly recall. I've jus' always had it, I think."
"It's really the only thin' I keep on me besides me bow an' me paints. Maybe it does belong t' me ancestor, an' that's why it be so important t' me. In any case, I want ye t' have it fer now. Not t' keep ferever, mind ye. Jus' t' hold fer me fer a while."
She pauses for a moment and gulps nervously before adding:
"I guess ye could be callin' it... An insurance o' sorts?"