"Of course I did," she tried to smile, though the burn of tears made it come out a bit wobbly. "It was... the only thing I could keep with me that was small enough to hide. And it... meant too much to even think of getting rid of." She reached for his hand, tilting the ring she'd received from Narcissa the Summer before Sixth year into her own hand as she studied it. Swallowing past the lump in her throat, she continued, "I kept it with me since the day Narcissa put it in my hands. I wore it, in one way or another, every day of Sixth year. Every day while we were on the run. Every day after I left. I only took it off when... when I was... completing an assignment. After I left... I thought it was the only piece of you I would ever have again."