"Why not both?" A threat and made from a testicle; not that she'd take both balls. Once she's content with her macrame skills, she speaks a little smidge of something magical and the stone shifts colour from murky grey, to a cloudy, pale blue.

"There. I'll need to rededicate it to you every couple days, but so long as it's touching skin, it should work." The thing looks quite simple as it rests in the palm of her hand. "Take it."