Febs leaned into him as he sat her up, grateful for the support. Her limbs felt heavy and she was suddenly exhausted, though the nausea had ebbed drastically. Had she actually bothered to stop and eat lunch today? She was starting to think that if she was questioning it, the answer was probably no.

"You say that like you won't already have Mrs. H attached to my hip from here on out. I hope you give her a really good Christmas gift." Poor Mrs. H, who never complained, was always exactly where they needed her and who managed to keep both of them in line, deserved the best pay she could get at this point.

Sighing slowly, Febby was starting to feel a little less shaky, but now truly miffed with herself for ruining the surprise! "I think I forgot to eat lunch, that would explain it." Maybe anyway, now that she really thought about it, she'd just had a snack not too long ago... She was running with it. He didn't need to worry himself over it. "I'll be fine, promise." She assumed anyway. Maybe not enough to eat or all of the excitement was catching up with her finally and the stress was winning out. Who knew.

"What do you think though?"  Now Febs motioned to the desk, determined not to dwell on it. "It was my grandfather's. Nan said I could have it a long while ago, but I thought you'd use it more than I would." More importantly, she was just glad one of her family members was still talking to her! And an important one at that!