"Nevermind you being their bearer. Those things should be thrown into the sun."

Of course here on the ship there's no Fears, not so tangibly as she's used to. She knows that. Knows no Ritual will ever happen on this boat let alone do anything. But those things should not be in his hands and yet she is now equally aware of the fact that trying to take them from him would be a bad call.

She could lie. Her reaction isn't enough, necessarily, to give her away. Say she's Alice. But as much as she alluded to herself having another name with Erin, she still doesn't want that information out until its forced out, for no real reason except that it's hers.

And now they're stood closer, he can probably see the earrings anyway. "Take a guess, posh boy."

Only the cleverest of rude names from this one's mouth.