Um... [ Fio looks at the ground, then back up. There's nothing there? Somehow that feels worse than when he was looking at her. Mild panic sets in, an old memory of having a gift rejected beginning to resurface. For a second, she nearly withdraws her hand...
It's not like he told her no. Yet? She tells herself not to give up. And not to cry if he does refuse. The package remains held out. ]
Y-you can have this! [ Raises the present a little higher, as if to say, "here, please take it." ] I made a gift for you.
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It's not like he told her no. Yet? She tells herself not to give up. And not to cry if he does refuse. The package remains held out. ]
Y-you can have this! [ Raises the present a little higher, as if to say, "here, please take it." ] I made a gift for you.