Mm. [ definitely a little weird, but good. there's a warm emotional flutter at the list of names, and since no one else seems to be around, he settles in to walk with him with a hand still loosely intertwined. ]

I don't know where to start! What sort of game - and what sort of gift? I can't wait to see them, either. I promised Claude I'd take him to see the graffiti in Italy.