"Not anymore," Chrissy replies, giving him a tiny, self-conscious smile as she shrugs. The first day she got here, as she changed in his bathroom, she'd almost yanked the necklace right off by the chain. She's glad now that she didn't. Even if he does wind up laughing at her, this is better than letting it completely go to waste.

And he's not laughing, anyway, at least not yet. He actually looks more serious than she expected, making her both hopeful and nervous; she's not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but there is some relief in having maybe not embarrassed herself too thoroughly after all.

"I'm not expecting you to, like, wear it or anything," she explains, trying not to trip over her words too much. "Just... that was supposed to be your year, right? And it wound up really, really not being mine. But even if that's not when we are now, that is the school year you just finished, so I think it can still be yours."