You cannot take what has already been already claimed
The doll takes the braid into her hands to look at it. She tilts and turns it in her hands, feels it in her hands and nods affirmatively before letting it go again.

She turns to the fallen god and bows her head. "My thanks. It is lovely...though I feel that...perhaps...it is missing something?" she queries lightly, letting the other's judgement choose their path.