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[poisoninmypocket]

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[exequies]

[Oh dear, he was actually embarrassed by it.]

Relax, I was only teasing you. [He turns to half-look at Monty with a more genuine smile, before he picks it up and holds it close to his face as he examines it. It definitely fits in with his house's decor, and after he's done inspecting it he turns it's crank a few times.

The melody starts up and it only takes him a moment to recognize it. He doesn't have any follow-up remarks for now, as he simply listens until it slows to a stop.]

[poisoninmypocket]

[He relaxes slightly, more embarrassed now to not catch the teasing than because he's done something foolish. Monty waits for a few seconds for some reaction before speaking.]

I asked for the pieces so I could put them all together. I know it is isn't much, but I wanted something... unique.

[exequies]

Mm...

[Carefully, he sets the music box back on his desk and looks at him again. The touched expression on his features wouldn't be terribly noticeable to most, but hopefully Monty knows him well enough by now to identify it for what it is.]

It's nice. [A short pause, while he gathers more of his thoughts.] And very unique. Puts my gift to shame, honestly.

[poisoninmypocket]

[Monty's brows rise, and then he finally relaxes fully, reaching out for the other man to pull them close together.]

Not at all. Your gift was very much you, as mine is me. Yours is more practical, in any case, even if it's only for special occasions.

[exequies]

[Undertaker lets himself be pulled close and slips his own arms loosely about the other man, head cocking with a more mischievous look.]

If you'd ever like to give me ideas for future presents I'm more than willing to listen and take them into consideration~

[Or maybe he should ask him about those lovely 'trees' Monty had had in his room and see if they'd followed him here, or not.]

[poisoninmypocket]

[That would ruin the moment. As it is, Monty tips his head back, looking toward the ceiling as he thinks.]

Would you give me lessons in baking? You're a far better cook than me, and I fear Espio would tease me mercilessly were I to beg some tutelage from him.

[exequies]

[He pauses, giving Monty a look that's half-way between surprised and quizzical.]

That's all? Well, of course... it's really not difficult. [Even a simpleton could do it, is the implication by his tone.]

[poisoninmypocket]

[He purses his lips in turn.]

Doing it is not difficult. Doing it well is the challenge!

[exequies]

Much like many other things in life.

[If he had any substantial eyebrows he might waggle them, but instead he falls back on giving Monty a cheeky grin and a peck on the cheek.]

If I can teach you to make scones half as well as you can sing a song, I'll consider it to be a successful endeavor.

[poisoninmypocket]

From your lips to god's ears that I should become ever so skilled! Or Zephyr's ears? [Monty shakes his head slightly.] Have you been much in contact with them? I did wish to thank them for granting my wish, in-person. It seems... rather presumptuous to call down a god, though.

[exequies]

I've only ever corresponded with them. [He had thought about meeting them a few times but was still uncertain of just how close he wanted to get to Zephyr.] Perhaps you can send them a test batch or two after you begin learning. Or I could deliver them for you? Zephyr would like that, I imagine.

[poisoninmypocket]

[He nods smartly.]

Yes, I think I'd like that. Well, we could offer them both something together? I would like to acquaint myself properly with the local celestial bodies.

[Perhaps not as he'd been intending to acquaint himself with Aletheia when he'd the chance, but it's only polite, really.]