"Look, I know sometimes people have to remind you, but you are Hanna Cross," Maya replies, grinning just as brightly as usual. "It was yours already. You just forgot."

Hands on her hips, Maya shakes her head, feigning a sigh of exasperation. "I get that you don't remember how it works. That's cool. But we're friends, whether you remember or not. And we're gonna be friends, and if I ever come back and forget all this stuff, you're kinda totally obligated to make friends with me again."

...She adds, then, as if suddenly remembering-- "Oh, and you're not gonna break it. Trust me. If I can't break mine, you can't break that. The cord's that kind that gets stronger the more you wear it, see?" She even tugs on hers to demonstrate.