['No one's ever really' sticks out to him for the same reason the rest of his reaction had and leaves Anders only more certain in having included Fran in his Satinalia list. Not that it had really been a question, but he could remember the first time he'd gotten Satinalia presents and just how pleasantly jarring it had been.
And how he'd nearly forgotten the holiday completely and had been left in the same position Fran was in now as he frowns up at the healer. His smile doesn't falter as he shrugs.]
It isn't a holiday for you, I don't expect anything from you. I'm not expecting anything in particular from you even if it is a holiday, I chose to get you presents, there doesn't need for any quid pro quo to it.
To be fair, we didn't have a lot of holidays. Chrismas was the only one that really stuck.
[He bites his lip a little, hums with a sigh as he tries to work through what he wants to say here. He's so overwhelmed though, that it's find the words, to figure out exactly what it is that he wants to say. So it takes him a moment, just looking at Anders with trembling lips.]
It's not- it's not about quid pro quo- [He doesn't quite know the meaning of the phrase, but he's sharp enough to put it together from context. He tucks a few strands of blonde hair back behind one of his ears as he looks up at Anders, a warmth to his smile.]
I just, wish I could do something nice for you too. That's all.
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And how he'd nearly forgotten the holiday completely and had been left in the same position Fran was in now as he frowns up at the healer. His smile doesn't falter as he shrugs.]
It isn't a holiday for you, I don't expect anything from you. I'm not expecting anything in particular from you even if it is a holiday, I chose to get you presents, there doesn't need for any quid pro quo to it.
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[He bites his lip a little, hums with a sigh as he tries to work through what he wants to say here. He's so overwhelmed though, that it's find the words, to figure out exactly what it is that he wants to say. So it takes him a moment, just looking at Anders with trembling lips.]
It's not- it's not about quid pro quo- [He doesn't quite know the meaning of the phrase, but he's sharp enough to put it together from context. He tucks a few strands of blonde hair back behind one of his ears as he looks up at Anders, a warmth to his smile.]
I just, wish I could do something nice for you too. That's all.