Magnus leans over to inspect it, but doesn't touch it. Absently, though, he does brush his hands over the dream version of his Jack-pendant, and Lan Wangji's jade token. "That's great, man," he says, smiling up at Luo Binghe. "It's so important to be able to have something that reminds you of your mom." He wishes the Mansion was like Valhalla, able to pull photos and keepsakes that he lost when his childhood apartment exploded, from Ginnungagap, or wherever Valhalla's hookup is. He'd been without any physical reminders of his mom for the two years he was homeless. At least being outside was kind of like a keepsake.