[ Howl hasn't received a birthday present in a very long time, and... truthfully, it really is touching to receive one, regardless of what it is. Knowing that fact makes him feel foolish. In this context, the chaste kiss on his cheek makes him feel happy, too, like they were young lovers exchanging forget-me-nots; that just makes him feel even more foolish. The bashful feeling sneaks across their bond, despite his best efforts to hide it by turning slightly away from her to make his high collar hide his face. ]
If you insist. [ He admires the parcel for a moment curiously. ] Hmm. Wrapping this neat and posh must have been the work of a clerk. [ He shoots her a teasing grin from behind the hem of his collar before beginning to tear the paper away. ]
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If you insist. [ He admires the parcel for a moment curiously. ] Hmm. Wrapping this neat and posh must have been the work of a clerk. [ He shoots her a teasing grin from behind the hem of his collar before beginning to tear the paper away. ]