[He takes a moment to take in the room. It's almost exactly how he remembers it... except for the letter opener and box. He frowns thoughtfully at them as he takes a moment to examine them as she's finding the books.] These are pretty. Real silver? [Not a spark of recognition that he's the one who brought them for her in the first place.
She pulls the two books down, and he replaces the trinket box and letter opener where they were. He takes the books, and doesn't comment on the fact there's signs of the books being read. As much as he'd chew anyone else out, he understands why she would. But if that journal matches up to what's written in Dad's.... well, she really didn't need to read that.] Thanks.
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She pulls the two books down, and he replaces the trinket box and letter opener where they were. He takes the books, and doesn't comment on the fact there's signs of the books being read. As much as he'd chew anyone else out, he understands why she would. But if that journal matches up to what's written in Dad's.... well, she really didn't need to read that.] Thanks.