[Fran offers an easy sort of agreement, glad that he's still here. Not that he wouldn't have gone to see him, but he was overwhelmed and it was easier. While he waits for Anders, he can't stop touching the things Anders gave him- the letter, the sweaters, all of it. There's an uncertainty, an awe to it, but also.. he trusts Anders.
He nods at the question, still a little bit misty as he looks up at him, a little flushed and bright-eyed.]
I love-- Yes. Everything. I've never... It's been a long time since anyone got me a present. And it's all so--
[He smiles a little bit awkwardly, clearly a lot of feelings behind the words. And Francis has a bit of that awed look of Christmas morning or the like.]
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He nods at the question, still a little bit misty as he looks up at him, a little flushed and bright-eyed.]
I love-- Yes. Everything. I've never... It's been a long time since anyone got me a present. And it's all so--
[He smiles a little bit awkwardly, clearly a lot of feelings behind the words. And Francis has a bit of that awed look of Christmas morning or the like.]