[ and now comes the hardest part. receiving. all the while silver watches, he almost forgets to actually take the gift, yet doing so when awkwardness hits, holding his hands out carefully to take the box of assorted sweets. his eyes sweep over the note on top, and looking between the goods and cilan, silver blinks, looks unsure of himself for a moment.
geez—
he almost doesn't know what to say, lips pressing together, but then, quietly and lowering his head a bit ( is that . . . an attempt at bowing . . . ? ]
. . . Thanks.
[ it's just all— wow. that's what he should say, right? there's a frown there oh so desperate to tug at his lips, it's a bit visible— but more than that is just how lost he is on how to take people that want to actually gift him, his pokemon ( not even he had in mind to gift his pokemon ). silver makes sure he's straightened up, giving a nod, a brief moment of silence, before getting ready to leave.
he wasn't too big on sweets— but cilan's were actually good. not that he'd admit it anywhere, but it's there. that, and his pokemon are soon to be big fans of his food. ]
no subject
geez—
he almost doesn't know what to say, lips pressing together, but then, quietly and lowering his head a bit ( is that . . . an attempt at bowing . . . ? ]
. . . Thanks.
[ it's just all— wow. that's what he should say, right? there's a frown there oh so desperate to tug at his lips, it's a bit visible— but more than that is just how lost he is on how to take people that want to actually gift him, his pokemon ( not even he had in mind to gift his pokemon ). silver makes sure he's straightened up, giving a nod, a brief moment of silence, before getting ready to leave.
he wasn't too big on sweets— but cilan's were actually good. not that he'd admit it anywhere, but it's there. that, and his pokemon are soon to be big fans of his food. ]