It is nothing. It is only a little thoughtful, really, and it is entirely possible that Val merely would like to keep the hideous and symbolically relevant statuette somewhere safer than in his death trap of a Gallows office and so bad made some excuse about it being intended for her. That was possible even before she had gone so far as to casually and very thoughtlessly and not at all after much embarrassed reflection offered him the use of maybe one or even two of the rooms in her little mansion. Obviously even if he weren't to be staying there even occasionally (Wysteria does not expect him to be in permanent residence; Maker, she certainly isn't), that place would still be a secure place of confidence. He has left Veronique there, after all. And the safeguarding of that place is of course the specific purpose of faithful Déranger!

So, yes. Really. It is nothing.

And she should not be so pleased with any of it. —Though at the same time, there is hardly any harm in being so. It is perfectly understandable that she might these little throwaway gestures amusing.

"Well," she says as the ship lurches and the lantern sways harshly over them. Ruadh's nose is snuffling back in this direction in an effort lick a few more shavings from the decking. "I suppose I will forgive you for implying that my little mansion is miserable. But only because we both know that is patently false, particularly as I expect the new wallpapering to have come along while we've been away."