[ naturally, Lupin's thoughts mirror her own. This has to be Cardia's first Christmas; those few years she lived before meeting him were spent all alone in one room, for the most part. He'd be doing her a great disservice if he didn't make this holiday a special one. The other boys all think the same thing, of course - but, naturally, it's more important for him. She's his darling treasure, after all.
But he very much wasn't expecting her to beat him to the punch. He looks genuinely surprised to see her with an armful of presents (and a bow around her neck? there may be a faint blush dusting his cheeks.) ]
Ah... Merry Christmas, Cardia. [ pause. ] My lady, surely those boxes can't all be for me...?
[ though if they are... he'd be happy... does she love him that much?! ]
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But he very much wasn't expecting her to beat him to the punch. He looks genuinely surprised to see her with an armful of presents (and a bow around her neck? there may be a faint blush dusting his cheeks.) ]
Ah... Merry Christmas, Cardia. [ pause. ] My lady, surely those boxes can't all be for me...?
[ though if they are... he'd be happy... does she love him that much?! ]