[The truth of the matter is that Giorno would have lost his mind over gingersnaps. He would have been excited, ecstatic even, because people don't make him things. The closest he had before Ryslig was when Mista volunteered to make him a sandwich in the days after the Coliseum but was so tired he put a slice of bread between two pieces of meat. Since then, he's experienced the force of nature that is Erina hosting tea, but . . .]
[This is different. And there's more to it than the gingersnaps, his mind doing calculations of mass and size as he looks in the bag and sees a small wrapped item, not nearly big enough to be the weight that's resting on his knees.]
[Cautiously, he pulls it out of the bag and unwraps the tissue paper with the care of someone defusing a bomb. His expression brightens when he sees color, brightens further when he sees shine, and once he's unwrapped it entirely—]
Riley!
[A breathless, delighted exclamation as he holds the dragonfly in both hands, staring down at it to capture every tiny detail. He rub his thumbs along the wings, fascinated by their texture.]
This is beautiful! Where did you — this is perfect. You remembered that?
[The conversation, that is. But of course she does. He does, too, because he made her laugh, even if it was by accident.]
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[This is different. And there's more to it than the gingersnaps, his mind doing calculations of mass and size as he looks in the bag and sees a small wrapped item, not nearly big enough to be the weight that's resting on his knees.]
[Cautiously, he pulls it out of the bag and unwraps the tissue paper with the care of someone defusing a bomb. His expression brightens when he sees color, brightens further when he sees shine, and once he's unwrapped it entirely—]
Riley!
[A breathless, delighted exclamation as he holds the dragonfly in both hands, staring down at it to capture every tiny detail. He rub his thumbs along the wings, fascinated by their texture.]
This is beautiful! Where did you — this is perfect. You remembered that?
[The conversation, that is. But of course she does. He does, too, because he made her laugh, even if it was by accident.]