[ It had felt good to be close. Partly because the pleasant touch brought him Chroma. Partly because he liked the attention. He liked being close to people that he genuinely liked. He takes her word to heart, but drops it. He knows she'll ask him if she needs help or needs him for any other reason. He knows he'll come running because it's her and he likes being useful and helpful to others as much as he won't say it.
He eyes the wrapped gift in his hands for a moment, before glancing at her. It's been - well, how long since he opened a gift like this? Several years. He doesn't really remember. He's never been a big birthday celebration.
It wasn't like he had friends to celebrate with. And he wasn't about to go out with his editor or publisher to celebrate. So he just didn't. And here, it had come and passed and he had easily dismissed it. ]
You didn't have to get me anything.
[ No, of course she didn't. Of course. He'll carefully open the gift.]
...Thank you, though.
[ He finally reveals the gift. He glances towards her. He sounds pleased - happy, easy. Sincere. Maybe even surprised, perhaps? But he shouldn't be. She knows him so well. And yet, here he is. ]
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He eyes the wrapped gift in his hands for a moment, before glancing at her. It's been - well, how long since he opened a gift like this? Several years. He doesn't really remember. He's never been a big birthday celebration.
It wasn't like he had friends to celebrate with. And he wasn't about to go out with his editor or publisher to celebrate. So he just didn't. And here, it had come and passed and he had easily dismissed it. ]
You didn't have to get me anything.
[ No, of course she didn't. Of course. He'll carefully open the gift.]
...Thank you, though.
[ He finally reveals the gift. He glances towards her. He sounds pleased - happy, easy. Sincere. Maybe even surprised, perhaps? But he shouldn't be. She knows him so well. And yet, here he is. ]
Really. Thank you.