[Wrapped lightly in waxed paper is a foccacia bouquet, delivered to Zephir's quarters closer to the 25th. Accompanying it is a smaller packet wrapped in a silk scarf, a small bracelet seemingly handmade by Theo himself; and full of a certain unspoken meaning with regard to its content. A note accompanies both, Theo's loopy wording reading:]
Zephir,
For your assistance and care this year, thank you. I'm not sure if or what mortal holidays you celebrate or enjoy, but I'm sure if anything, you can admire the changing of the years in some way.
( christmas gift )