Adam's head snapped up, a flush creeping up his neck. "I—I mean, they're impressive. But I can't just take these. They're clearly valuable."
The Elder's smile widened. "They are valuable. But they are also yours. We have kept them for generations, waiting for someone worthy to receive them. You have proven yourself to be that someone."
Adam's jaw worked, his gaze still fixed on the three items. Then, slowly, he let out a long, slow breath.
"...Alright. I'll accept them."
Adam accepted the gifts carefully, his fingers brushing against the smooth surface of the Fruit of the World Tree. He turned it over in his palm, feeling the faint pulse of energy beneath its skin. His voice carried a note of genuine curiosity.
"This fruit... it's from the World Tree, isn't it?"
