[He does remember. It had been very kind and solidly what he assumed the Owl Lady would've done for anyone falling under the category of "Luz's friends." Like what she might have done to keep Willow, or Gus, or Amity company if they'd been hurt. Talk and keep them company, even when they were out of it.]
[It felt nice to have people around, and he'd been so sleepy that any panic over "someone is in the room with me??? Alert!" was muted.]
I was just...lost in my thoughts.
[It's an explanation of the TV.]
[It takes him a second to register the gift. He lifts it a little with his good hand, taking it in. It's very...orange.]
[But also very soft. He hadn't grown up owning many soft things. Everything had been practical and as rigid as his upbringing. A somewhat hard bed, scratchy blankets, a pillowcase he'd patched up more than once to avoid having to ask Belos for...anything. The only soft thing he'd owned was Sprig, his stuffed frog, worn into the deepest levels of softness by years of cuddling when it was the only cuddly thing in his life.]
This is for me?
[The surprise over getting a nice soft gift is way more pronounced than it should be.]
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[It felt nice to have people around, and he'd been so sleepy that any panic over "someone is in the room with me??? Alert!" was muted.]
I was just...lost in my thoughts.
[It's an explanation of the TV.]
[It takes him a second to register the gift. He lifts it a little with his good hand, taking it in. It's very...orange.]
[But also very soft. He hadn't grown up owning many soft things. Everything had been practical and as rigid as his upbringing. A somewhat hard bed, scratchy blankets, a pillowcase he'd patched up more than once to avoid having to ask Belos for...anything. The only soft thing he'd owned was Sprig, his stuffed frog, worn into the deepest levels of softness by years of cuddling when it was the only cuddly thing in his life.]
This is for me?
[The surprise over getting a nice soft gift is way more pronounced than it should be.]