[ Okay, well, so far so good. The clothes are....... fancier than Siffrin is used to, so he's also been keeping it simple as can be -- which is easier with ones more meant for "males" but honestly, the dresses are very pretty, so maybe one day -- which makes them a pair of plain normal Janes. He shuffles in quietly, staring at the clockwork for a moment (The timepieces are beautiful examples of craftmanship, and part of you wants to pick one open just to see inside) before he holds up a small, wooden sparrow. Carved wonderfully with clean, rounded edges; it almost looks like it could take flight. ]

I, um... wanted to... apologize for earlier, when I was... looking over your friend. Or-- the person you knew, if friends isn't what you were. [ ... ] I'm not really used to handling stuff like that.

[ Even if they'd seemed to do it with little issue. It's compartmentalization, baby. ]