"Seras look! I found a paper-boy cap for you. Do you like it?"
Seras held the hat and examined it with a connoisseur’s eye. Beautifully sewn together, it was a lovely specimen of her favourite species of head gear. Also, she didn’t have one in this particular colour and weave.
She smiled, very happy with the gift.
"I do, Mina. It’s brilliant. Thank you. You have a good eye."











