AN: The way for this chapter is: "Come here. Let me fix it."
She's so worried, she had picked up the necklace with too much strength, the hundred year old clasp is off the necklace, and she immediately begins to apologize. He waves it off. He's not that attached to it, but she looks horribly guilty and he wants to fix it.
"Come here. Let me fix it." He requests, and she carefully takes the necklace to him, clasp and all. He's gone for a few seconds, and she sees a flash of metal in his hands, and then he shows her the necklace again.
"See? Good as new." He assures her. She's still young, doesn't have full control on her newly heightened emotions-he's been teaching her strength for the week. Blood was last month. Emotions, he decides, will be next week.