“I saw you looking at them at the market,” I said. “And I saw how you put them down, likely because you’re trying to save. I listen when you talk to me, contrary to what you might believe.” Her jaw tensed like she was grinding her teeth together. “So, I peeked at what scents you had picked up and went back the next day to get them for you.” She blinked, quiet for a long moment before she whispered one word. “Why?” “Why not?” I shrugged. “I wanted to do something nice.”
