[Plumeria isn't sure what she's expecting Lady Freyja to have, but when she finally sees what she's holding, she audibly gasps at seeing the Flower of Plenty.

She had certainly been missing her old flower since arriving here, barely having been separated from it since...well, becoming a Dökkálfar, and there's almost something akin to relief in Plumeria's eyes as she gently looks at it, and takes it back into her hands like one would hold a precious stuffed animal.

...Of course, she does look away with mild embarrassment at being so undignified for a moment--]

Yes. Yes, I have been missing this very much, Lady Freyja. [She can't feel it's power, but that's fine. This is still proof of Plumeria's power, and most importantly, Lady Freyja's love. And even if Plumeria's back to attempting to be dignified about it, there's no denying the softness of the gaze Plumeria looks down at her flower with.] ...Thank you. I was genuinely worried that it was lost for good.

[...She's absolutely not going to stop holding it like a stuffed animal.]

Was it that one that took the strange coins, by any chance?