highfiving | (no subject)

In that case, no. In fact, I think you'd enjoy it a lot.

Are you going to give me something?

[ a present? ]

Something like that.

What's that supposed to mean?

[ aside from him being difficult. ]

Depends on what you define as a gift.

Six more questions.

I bet I won't even need six more questions to figure this out!

[ but she's going to think this over carefully anyway. then: ]

How would you define a gift?

Traditional notions would dictate that a gift would be something given with good intentions. I tend to live by a more "loose" code, so I'd say it's an act of giving someone something. Doesn't matter the reason, the method, or the intent.

Five questions.

I'm guessing that whatever you're going to do will fit under your idea of giving a gift, then.

[ what he said was vague enough that just about anything could fit under that definition, though, so... ]

And since it's something you could give me before we get to Xian Du, that means you would have to have it with you right now... Or— wait! It is something real, right?

[ as in, he's not messing with her and talking about something intangible, like the gift of friendship or good company. ]

[ooooh that would have been a good idea but nah.]

It is.

[they're now on the last third of the journey, and the cold has lessened a bit. at least the winds aren't as harsh as they were before, especially now that they're more down the slope of the mountain.]

[ and now she's down to four questions.

she thinks she might have a decent idea of what he could give her, so she tucks her notepad away and stuffs her hands into her pockets again. they're getting closer to xian du, but that doesn't mean that she's ready to expose any part of herself to the cold for longer than she has to. ]

Was I right when I said it was something you have with you?

You were right about that, too.

[except he didn't answer quite immediately, actually tilting his head slightly as if to contemplate for a moment.]

[ she was going to go ahead and make her guess, but the fact that he seemed to have to think about his answer makes her a little unsure, so— ]

Did you seriously have to think that over?

Just a little.

[or........did he just do that on purpose?]

Two questions.

[ he's not going to get off the hook that easily. ]

Hey, that doesn't count as a question!

It's a game of twenty questions and every question counts, you know.

Besides, it looks like you might have an idea.

You've got that right.

[ but she still takes a moment to think it over, considering all of the answers he's given her one last time. then she gives a quick, decisive nod. ]

I'm thinking that it might be your coat.

[ since he said it wasn't a fire or a hug, there isn't too much else that fits the bill. ]

[and there's a wincing hiss.]

Ooh, nice try. But that's not it.

Seriously? I totally thought I had it!

[ and she kind of put all of her eggs in that basket, so she's fresh out of ideas. ]

What else could it be?

That's what you were supposed to figure out. [grins. clearly, he won.]

So you wanna know?

Heck yeah I do!

[ yeah, he definitely won, but she isn't too torn up over it. ]

Are you actually going to tell me?

I am...but now I'm debating if I should wait until we actually get to Xian Du like I originally planned.

Come on, there's no way I'll be able to wait that long!

[ even if they are getting closer. ]

All right, all right.

Close your eyes.

Well... all right.

[ that wasn't really what she was expecting to hear, but he went along with her game of twenty questions, so she'll go along with this.

and she slows to a stop and closes her eyes. ]

[there's a slight rustle from underneath his coat before she feels something settle right on top of her head.

it's a pair of gloves that are both fashionable and cute—just her style. SURPRISE. ~~Merry Christmas~~]