[Her gift brings a soft expression to his face. It's not something he could possibly forget, and yet it feels like an unspoken promise to see it done. He holds it in his hand very delicately.]

...it's perfect. Thank you.

[It's totally pink. He had seen the pink and white pattern and immediately thought of her. The ribbon turned out a bit more red than purple, but that's somewhat expected with the natural colors of the holiday. The inside is just about as unique as the outside, as it's wrapped in layers; separating and protecting two different sets of items in the same package.

The first is a wooden bookmark. At the end of the ribbon is a daruma-- one that lights up dark spaces, so as to make sure the reader won't strain their eyes, without casting too much light as to potentially wake others. The second is a pair-- hair pins he picked out.]

I thought you would probably like something more practical, so... I tried to find something that would make things a little bit easier for you and then, well-- I found the other by accident. You have such beautiful hair, so I thought-- [He rubs the back of his neck.] W-well, I just... hope you like them.