[ His eyes dip to watch her fingers quietly, before he looks back up at her face. Really he's a bit ashamed of how he really didn't trust her to just take what was on those papers and still... feel the same. Does she? She said it's a make up present so--

Still, now he just wants to add something first, though he does curl his hand around the bag. ]

I was--still am not sure about how I feel about some of the things that happened. I just. Didn't want you to believe in something that I wasn't saying. I don't want to hide anything from you.

I think it took a lot more from me to admit a lot of that, a lot of this, honestly. I'm sorry for putting you through this, you know? Like I said before I left for... [ A shrug. ] I know it's my fault.



...So what is this? [ He holds up the bag slightly, but he's smiling fondly at her, like he's blessed because she's still here after all this -- even if she punched him in the face a few minutes ago. ]