The deep bow flusters her into stepping close to lift him back up. It's just hard to let go once he's back upright, but she's used to that. Even if her touch lingers perhaps too long to be perfectly correct.
"It's your birthday too," she murmurs. "I wanted to give you your present in person."
The offer of a cake has her smile a little, gaze dropping shyly but she hums softly in acceptance. Getting out from the hall is also a good thing, so even if she finds a far smaller room than she'd expected, it's better this way. Smaller, cramped, but there is art on the walls that hint at comfort.
"Thank you," she takes a seat at the desk, not yet sure how her sitting on his bed would be taken.
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Date: 2022-06-12 07:49 am (UTC)"It's your birthday too," she murmurs. "I wanted to give you your present in person."
The offer of a cake has her smile a little, gaze dropping shyly but she hums softly in acceptance. Getting out from the hall is also a good thing, so even if she finds a far smaller room than she'd expected, it's better this way. Smaller, cramped, but there is art on the walls that hint at comfort.
"Thank you," she takes a seat at the desk, not yet sure how her sitting on his bed would be taken.