"Oh, it is nothing that grand!" Rinea assures, finally locating the package and offering it to Chris. It is a small, flat box, neatly wrapped for presentation. Inside is a folded handkerchief, decorated with the flame rune Rinea has seen upon Chris's person many times and stitched in Rinea's delicate hand. The symbol's threads flicker gently, enchanted to shift colors like that of a fire.
Rinea inclines her head modestly, suddenly shy.
"I haven't forgotten how kind you were when we first met-- please consider it a token of my gratitude. If that's not too bold of me..."
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Rinea inclines her head modestly, suddenly shy.
"I haven't forgotten how kind you were when we first met-- please consider it a token of my gratitude. If that's not too bold of me..."