It's probably still putting up with me, just a little.

[Deflecting that with sarcasm, as was his way. Waver finally did find what he was looking for, taking a small black box out of his pocket and holding it out. Inside was a small pendant not dissimilar from Waver's own, if much less morbid in nature.]

It's fine, I-I wanted to do something for you, that's all. You don't have to wear it if you don't think it suits you, but I thought it was appropriate to have something on hand if I was going to say all that--you know, just in case.