[ She watches his reaction with a bittersweet feeling. She'd wished back then that he could appear out of thin air, but now that he's in front of her, there's a heavy cap on how happy she's allowed to feel. ]

... Yes. Mr. Dokja gave me your gift.

[ She pushes the drape of her cloak aside to reveal the handle of a knife protruding behind the small of her back, one that may be familiar to him. With Add still absent, she's felt a little lonely and a lot unarmed given how much power and personality Add packed in such a tiny space. Eustace's knife doesn't come anywhere near Add's unique versatility, but it still manages to be a candle's warmth at her back and a fighting chance. ]

He prepared a cake for me too. He's been very sweet... even though I think he feels a bit awkward. He might be even more awkward than I am.

[ A rarity and a talent. ]