After sifting through all the green beads and helping Sigyn choose the prettiest red beads–and rooting around in everything else looking for treasures– I think I understand the human female’s compulsion to accumulate seed beads. They’re very pretty.
And you know what? They look best when you can see all the colors together.
Which is why I am going to open every luscious package and mix them.
And when the hundred or so tubes and bags and jars are stirred all mingle-wise together*, I shall roll around in the resulting vitreous rainbow like a dragon on its hoard.
Sorting it all back out should keep her out of trouble for a while.