[she hates how much it irritates her to realize that, of course, she's last to know. but she's going to swallow back that feeling and turn back, frowning down at the offering.]
...Thank you. [she still looks doubtful even in carefully plucking it up and cradling in her hands.]
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...Thank you. [she still looks doubtful even in carefully plucking it up and cradling in her hands.]