She nods, processing the information, and then pulls a pin out of her hair. The rest sags a little without its support, but there are two others also pulling weight in there and her hairdo mostly survives the theft.

She brandishes the pin. It's white plastic in the shape of a branch, with a flurry of blue fabric petals spilling out from a twist on one end.

"Can you turn into this?"

He's never seen it before, so it's a good test. Probably.