[He says with a suspicious look on his face, but then that breaks into a smile as he opens the door wider and leads her inside. He trusts her not to, and even if she did, it'd be all right. It's not a matter of life or death or anything.
Thankfully, Luke doesn't have to lead her far; just to the middle of the living room. Once there, he looks at the scene to make sure that everything can be seen (even if he thinks it's not so impressive), then lets go of her hand, only to set his hand on her shoulder just to assure her that she's there.]
Okay... You can open them now.
[And once she opens her eyes, she'll see a little tree that comes about up to her shoulders, strung not with colored lights, but strips of paper with just as much color, so that it looks more like confetti instead of little lights. And... is the tree leaning? It might just be, since Luke wasn't sure how to set up the tree without it falling over and thus leaned it in the corner between the wall and the fireplace instead. Because what are tree stands?
Underneath the tree is one wrapped up gift. It's definitely not the best wrapping job in the world - one corner of the dark blue paper is bulkier than the other, and the bottom is just a mess, but believe it or not, it's a lot better than the other gifts he attempted to wrap before giving up and calling for Guy. In fact, it's actually the first one he did himself.
On the coffee table in front of the tree are two mugs of hot chocolate which Luke had made just a little earlier, one for himself and one for Xion. It's quickly become one of Luke's favorite winter drinks, after all, and he intends to take advantage of it before it turns spring and the novelty of it wears off.
He just hopes that Xion likes it. It's not perfect, but maybe...
Oh, he can't look. What if she's just amused, or thinks it's a shoddy effort, or... So, he looks down at the floor, though he occasionally glances at what he can see of her face.]
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[He says with a suspicious look on his face, but then that breaks into a smile as he opens the door wider and leads her inside. He trusts her not to, and even if she did, it'd be all right. It's not a matter of life or death or anything.
Thankfully, Luke doesn't have to lead her far; just to the middle of the living room. Once there, he looks at the scene to make sure that everything can be seen (even if he thinks it's not so impressive), then lets go of her hand, only to set his hand on her shoulder just to assure her that she's there.]
Okay... You can open them now.
[And once she opens her eyes, she'll see a little tree that comes about up to her shoulders, strung not with colored lights, but strips of paper with just as much color, so that it looks more like confetti instead of little lights. And... is the tree leaning? It might just be, since Luke wasn't sure how to set up the tree without it falling over and thus leaned it in the corner between the wall and the fireplace instead. Because what are tree stands?
Underneath the tree is one wrapped up gift. It's definitely not the best wrapping job in the world - one corner of the dark blue paper is bulkier than the other, and the bottom is just a mess, but believe it or not, it's a lot better than the other gifts he attempted to wrap before giving up and calling for Guy. In fact, it's actually the first one he did himself.
On the coffee table in front of the tree are two mugs of hot chocolate which Luke had made just a little earlier, one for himself and one for Xion. It's quickly become one of Luke's favorite winter drinks, after all, and he intends to take advantage of it before it turns spring and the novelty of it wears off.
He just hopes that Xion likes it. It's not perfect, but maybe...
Oh, he can't look. What if she's just amused, or thinks it's a shoddy effort, or... So, he looks down at the floor, though he occasionally glances at what he can see of her face.]
Uh... Merry Christmas? Or was it happy...