[It's been a while since Lenalee has addressed the network. For lack of anything to say that wouldn't be a rehash of what everyone else has already long gone over, maybe. Something like that. There's only so much she can bring up with a group of people she doesn't know or understand, after all
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[A soft smile is audible in his voice.] Thanks, Lena. You can come up any time you want.
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Grins then chuckles a little, making his way over to her.] Yeah. Who wants a fuzzy one anyway?
[Lavi takes it but doesn't yet open it.] You know I'm good with a hug and a wish. [Unwrapping her coat from around it.]
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I know, but it's your birthday. And I've already said that I'd do my best to make them... birthdays, haven't I? Besides, it's too late now.
[What Lavi will find neatly folded inside the coat is nothing extravagant. It's what appears to be a rather haphazard red muff- only instead of being made of fur, it appears to have been constructed from part of the blanket that Lavi's food and first-aid bundles had come in back in April. She'd stitched it together with a suture and a pragmatic amount of surgical thread. ...It doesn't look very pretty. She imagines he might be concerned with how she'd chosen to use the cloth. But:] I thought it might help once the weather starts getting colder again. So your hands stay warm.
[Because fingerless gloves aren't much help.] I-It sort of matches your scarves.
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He recognizes the cloth and runs his fingers over the stitching, an unguarded expression on his face for once. If anything he's surprised and...touched. He's gotten gifts before from others, usually books they think he hasn't read yet (but usually had, he just couldn't bring himself to say he had) or a notebook (like Cross). They all had just gotten lumped in the closet with everything else he couldn't take with him come the day that he and Bookman had to leave the Order. But this... This muffler, however crudely made, was something that had more thought put into it than the other gifts. And it was made with him in mind.
Lavi's eye waters up a little bit and he busies himself with lowering his head, Lenalee's coat draped over his arm as he sticks his hands in it. Still, when he speaks his voice gives him away even as he laughs.] Look, perfect fit, yeah?
[A small and hopefully (but unfortunately not) quiet sniffle ( ... )
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It looks- [a hitch, because she heard that sniffle and she's already so off-guard herself that it practically blindsides her-]
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Almost instantly, her arms twist around to lock behind his back, tight and solid as they always are. The bubble in her chest expands, expands, and pops, leaving her with a slightly dazed and stretched feeling, as if her skin were several sizes too big for her, but somehow it'd oddly pleasant.
It'll take her a while yet before she realizes that feeling is relief.] You're- you're welcome.
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He's the unpredictable one in their little family. Some of the time, sometimes Allen gets that hat, rarely the other two.
His fingers grip the light fabric of her shirt as he clings in this hug almost like he did so many months ago when she first arrived. But it's so much happier a hug than that was back then, even with his face hidden in her shoulder. Lavi smiles a little, lifting his head enough to wipe at his eye with his own sleeve, an arm pulled away enough to do so but then back around her.]
Best gift I've ever gotten, yeah?
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