Her face does something complicated, but Bucky waits patiently because he understands how strange it might feel to be given such a gift out of the blue. He might find it hard to trust, might have to take a moment to process it, and he assumes the same would be true for her.

She asks him to put it on and Bucky feels relieved, smiling warmly and nodding as he takes the chain back, carefully unclasping it as he steps behind her. As he sweeps her hair to the side and reaches around to pull the chain around her neck, he realizes how much trust she is putting in him to even allow him in this position. He moves slowly, carefully holding the chain between his metal fingers while using his good hand to open the clasp, hooking the pieces together and letting the chain fall.

He puts his hands on her shoulders and turns her around, smiling at the sight of the small dagger resting against her chest. "It suits you."