The Kree offered a shrug. She doesn't know. It's impossible to know. People go home, yes, but she doesn't know how or why. Just that they do.

"Yuna went home very fast. But I've been here a long time. I wish I had better answers."

The offering has Lauri-Ell gasping in delight. She holds it delicately and looks it over, twisting it this way and that. It's so beautiful.

"It is much stronger. I cannot tell if the color is true, but it is beautifully designed to pop next to your skin. It is practical, but also art!"