Wow. That definitely is some sci-fi wrapping paper!
[Dropping onto the floor, Alex very carefully opens the box to preserve the paper. It's an effort, because she is definitely more of the 'ripping the hell out of paper' sort than not. But when she pulls out the robots, she just gasps audibly.]
[Alex Reagan is definitely a hugger, because someone in this house has to be and Strand definitely is not, so she gives him a quick squeeze and laughs softly.]
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[Dropping onto the floor, Alex very carefully opens the box to preserve the paper. It's an effort, because she is definitely more of the 'ripping the hell out of paper' sort than not. But when she pulls out the robots, she just gasps audibly.]
Wow! You made these? That's so impressive!
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Yeah! I did! I mean, it was a little tricky, and I ran out of little robot hands...
I hope that's okay; they're just happy they have the legs to dance, right?
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[And then because she's Alex, she's gonna hold out her arms for a hug.]
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It takes him .5 seconds to return it eagerly.]
I'm so glad! I'm real glad you like it...!!
I was worried it'd be kinda goofy. Like... kid-goofy. Kid stuff.
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Of course I like it. I like goofy!
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It's good to be goofy, right?
[A pause, quiet and careful.]
Sometimes you remind me of my aunt. May, she's... she's really great.
[I miss her a lot, is unspoken.]
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[Giving him a sad smile, she just ruffles his hair and idly wonders when she became her mother.]
You're going to see her again soon though, I'm sure. It's gonna be okay. And until then you're welcome to come here whenever you want.
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Thanks, Miss Alex. Until I do, maybe we could do something nice for your birthday.
Anything you want, since it's your, um. Your birthday.
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What do you think?