[In a reaction uncharacteristically earnest -- from someone who can count on one hand the number of genuine gifts he's received from people in his lifetime, barring his older sister -- Cain's face lights up as he takes the jacket up and shakes it out for a better look. The size is good, better to be larger than too small, it'll stretch over his broader shoulders and look yet intentionally fashionable.]
How'd you even know I'd want something like this? [Your wardrobe speaks for itself, Cain, but whatever.] Ugh, you asshole, c'mere.
[And he's throwing an arm over Billy's shoulder to drag him in, hand ruffling black hair.]
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[In a reaction uncharacteristically earnest -- from someone who can count on one hand the number of genuine gifts he's received from people in his lifetime, barring his older sister -- Cain's face lights up as he takes the jacket up and shakes it out for a better look. The size is good, better to be larger than too small, it'll stretch over his broader shoulders and look yet intentionally fashionable.]
How'd you even know I'd want something like this? [Your wardrobe speaks for itself, Cain, but whatever.] Ugh, you asshole, c'mere.
[And he's throwing an arm over Billy's shoulder to drag him in, hand ruffling black hair.]