[ She's grateful. Not just for what she experienced and was able to share, but the gift. She's deeply touched and she can't hide it from her eyes, from the way she looks down and back up to him. The plush, definitely, feels like it might've been... the way he phrases it all.

It has her brighten up the area quite literally, all those stringed lights flickering a touch brighter around them. ]

I'm not surprised you did that, but... you chose this one for me specifically, didn't you? [ The way she says it, slow, not quite confused, but having it slowly dawn on her that he really put thought into what she may want. Perhaps he'd even went with intent of getting for her after seeing it? ] You thought of me.

[ It's almost accusatory and she goes for one of his hands and gets to the tips of her toes so her nose can reach his.

And she gives him a Nuzzle. ]