Her eyes search his face for a second to make sure that he really really is alright, but she nods once in a definitive sort of Yes, this is how this should be way. "Good! Good." She chews on her lip for a second, and nods over to one of the couches that's tucked into the corner - she found it at one of the resale shops, and traded a couple of birthday cakes for the owner's kids for it. Once they sit down, Raleigh sets her cocoa on the table, and then looks at the gift box in her hands.

She wants to absurdly ask if she should open it, but instead - because that's silly - she nods to him. "Open yours first," she's trying not to look all nervous about it - mostly because if he doesn't like it, she doesn't want it to be super all over her face or anything, but she still is really hoping she gets good presents for people, this year.

It's not a huge box - there's a set of whiskey stones in a nice glass, and four nips of Jameson, because she'd actually tried to have a budget this year, as ridiculous as it sounds. she'd gone from nothing to having actual friends to buy for, but... she doesn't know if he'd take it well, because the last thing she meant to imply was that all she knew about him was that he liked to drink. "It's because of the whole... Irish thing, and I know you like it?" She said it as he opened, and she's just... waiting, sort of.