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[First one eye squints open, but the beginning of dramatics fades quickly enough into blinking his way into genuine studying. The actual physical object is fairly explicable and light, obviously.

The everything else, though, keeps a slight furrow of confusion in place, something haltingly hopeful attempting to break through on his features in spite of himself.]

For...?

[Have an exaggerated slow blink.] Does there need to be a 'for?'

Yes. [The normalcy is bleeding back in, after the apparent shock of a moment of thoughtfulness.] For me. Most things should be for me.

[Good enough side-step?]

[She'll let it slide, but that's part of the gift, now.] I should have known you weren't done, that sounds much more like you. Sorry I interrupted.

Well, it's like you to be terribly rude.

[The protection of snipping back in place, it's probably safe to get burrowed into the sweater. Definitely not armor-sleek but also definitely cozy.]

I'll learn to forgive you.

It's not my fault that being terribly rude is so much fun.

[In other words, she has zero regrets about this.]

Surely you must be good at forgiving me for being rude already.

[He has to give her a soft hum of agreement, because she's right; it's very fun. He also has to smack the fleeting ghost of a kiss against her forehead once he's properly cozied up, because "thank you" isn't cozy at all.]

I'm good at everything. You know this.