It's a good thing that they'd changed the subject, because the last thing she wants to talk about on Christmas Eve is demons; she wished, a little, that he hadn't brought it up in the first place, but when they move on she just kind of shovels all of those feels off into the deal with this later pile, and things are a little more back to normal.
She looks up when he squeezes her shoulder. "It's- It's something. I'll be honest, I can't even really believe it's real," she admits, shaking her head a little. "And it helps, I think, that you're a good vet, and a good person." It's not solely that he's the one with his own clinic; there's other places to take animals, if people really didn't like what he did, but Coop's just honestly good at his job, and he loves animals.
"We are awesome," she says with a laugh. "And now I want to give you presents. Stay right here?" It's not a far walk, and unsteady or not it only takes her a minute or two to come back with a gift bag with his name on it - there's three things in it, not just one.
She's gotten toys for his dogs; a Kong moose for Sunny, and bear for Lucy, since she chews on stuff. For him - there's two books wrapped together, and she doesn't know if he'll like them -- they're both coffee table books, and they made her think of him. One's Paris in Color, and the other's Underwater Puppies.
She sits herself back down, and takes a sip from her mug. "I'm a little excited," she confesses as she makes a face. "It's the first year I've really been able to do the whole... presents... thing in the right way."
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She looks up when he squeezes her shoulder. "It's- It's something. I'll be honest, I can't even really believe it's real," she admits, shaking her head a little. "And it helps, I think, that you're a good vet, and a good person." It's not solely that he's the one with his own clinic; there's other places to take animals, if people really didn't like what he did, but Coop's just honestly good at his job, and he loves animals.
"We are awesome," she says with a laugh. "And now I want to give you presents. Stay right here?" It's not a far walk, and unsteady or not it only takes her a minute or two to come back with a gift bag with his name on it - there's three things in it, not just one.
She's gotten toys for his dogs; a Kong moose for Sunny, and bear for Lucy, since she chews on stuff. For him - there's two books wrapped together, and she doesn't know if he'll like them -- they're both coffee table books, and they made her think of him. One's Paris in Color, and the other's Underwater Puppies.
She sits herself back down, and takes a sip from her mug. "I'm a little excited," she confesses as she makes a face. "It's the first year I've really been able to do the whole... presents... thing in the right way."