Neoma's perhaps a touch more careful than normal -- pulls out a pressed flower pendant, a small clear disk with a red flower in the center, on a chain. "Uh. So. I heard it was your birthday. Didn't know what you'd like, but... this is a flower from where I grew up. Grows in the volcano ash. Uh... I don't know." This gift felt a little strange. A bit too self-serving, almost. "It's pretty, like you?"
birthday girl! ( @neomacaught )
“Oh...” Beni’s breath catches in her throat as she gently takes the pendant, examining it closely. “Oh, Ne, it’s beautiful. I love it. I wasn’t expecting... well, I never have reason to expect...” She trails off, not wishing to dive into the reasons she never expects birthday presents. Slightly overwhelmed, she puts the pendant around her neck, then suddenly moves forward to wrap Neoma in a hug.