She doesn't get the chance to ask if he likes them, but the kiss he pulls her into after Balthier goes over the contents of the box speaks volumes. Not for the first time gratitude wells up in her chest. Not having to hide how much she adores him still feels as elating and freeing as it did the first time they allowed themselves to be open about what was growing between them. She will never stop being thankful for it, or for what it's done for them.
"For me?" Her eyebrows raise inquisitively, and she has to stop herself from following Balthier to his closet just to sneak a peek.
Her eyes prick with tears when he turns around and gives her the framed art he made for her, the smile on her face going wide and bright. "You made all this for me?" She asks, her hand tracing the worn wood the frame was made out of fondly.
"I think it's the best thing anyone's ever given me!"
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Date: 2023-02-18 07:30 pm (UTC)"For me?" Her eyebrows raise inquisitively, and she has to stop herself from following Balthier to his closet just to sneak a peek.
Her eyes prick with tears when he turns around and gives her the framed art he made for her, the smile on her face going wide and bright. "You made all this for me?" She asks, her hand tracing the worn wood the frame was made out of fondly.
"I think it's the best thing anyone's ever given me!"