[And Emet-Selch will drag his lazy legs to the ground and even open the door. Staring down at Tataru with a practiced frown, he glances between her face and the box. Is it actually large, or is it the scale, considering how it looks in her modest hands? He can't decide. In either case, he steps out of the way and waves her inside.]
Even wrapped up? Any particular reason for the effort?
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Even wrapped up? Any particular reason for the effort?