Zagreus was running a little behind as he'd been rummaging around in the few shops that remained intact, which wasn't many, but he showed up eventually, his crown of laurel leaves trailing little embers in his wake, and something clutched in his hand. "Hey," he called, giving her a wave with his free hand before holding out a bracelet. "They don't have nectar here, unfortunately, but I found this. They're meant to resemble pomegranate seeds. Pomegranates being one of the only things we can grow in the Underworld."