[ Her reaction makes him grin, ] Someone looks the vision of perfection tonight. [ And then he lets go, one hand snatching the parcel from the counter and offering it to Brianna with one quick and affectionate peck on the forehead. ]

You didn't let me get you anything in Tokyo, [ he shrugs, ] so I figured that meant I had to go hunting for something on my own.

[ He'd used his lunch break to head down to St. Marylebone, over to Alfie's Antique Market, at the suggestion of one of the SecCom Sin-Eaters who frequented it for shits and giggles. ]