There was no wrapping or colorful decorations adorning the present as the Commander held the gift out to Uzumaki, expression bored as always. It fit in the palm of his hand, a small wooden fox that he had whittled himself for the occasion, creature frozen in place as if stalking its prey with the finest details carved into its surface. "... Do with it what you will." Despite the seemingly harsh words, the gesture itself was a silent 'Thank you' for what he had done in the past.
He felt like these types of presents were always the best. They were ones that the blond would cherish forever. Tiers formed into a genuine smile before looking up at the Commander in complete gratitude. "Heh, thanks Sasori! This will go really great in my room dattebayo!"