[ A gift! Because Hawke is a moron who buys her friends gifts way more often than not. A small box sits outside Jack's door when he gets home that evening with a note stuck to it and in a quick, vaguely familiar scrawl is Jack.
Inside the box is a very nice yellow sweater, obviously Leithian of make. Very expensive, hand knit, bright yellow and super soft. It's also exactly Jack's size and obviously, well, meant for him.
And that's it! Because Hawke rather drop the gift off and bail like it's no big deal than ever, say, acknowledge the whole thing. ]
week nine / end of chap 4
Inside the box is a very nice yellow sweater, obviously Leithian of make. Very expensive, hand knit, bright yellow and super soft. It's also exactly Jack's size and obviously, well, meant for him.
And that's it! Because Hawke rather drop the gift off and bail like it's no big deal than ever, say, acknowledge the whole thing. ]