[He looks up at her with a sheepish grin once she's cut that string so easily for him.]

Thanks. I don't forget that you've got those, just doesn't come up as my first thought. Anyway, maybe it's an Orlesian thing, right? He's Orlesian, if his is the voice I'm thinking of from the crystals. I reckon they've loads of really weird Satinalia traditions. Gifts by proxy'd be like them.

Oh, hang on--here--

[That accompanies him lifting the lid from the box, and there it is: the pie. Even to Matthias with his normal humany nose, he picks up on that heavy scent of sweet sugar and orange. As proud as if he'd baked this pie himself, he grins at Laura again.]

For us.