'.. Merry Gyftmas, Rony.' Grillby murmured and held out a small box for her, inside was a lovely ring with a fire ruby on it. 'I um.. hope you like it.'
Rony had become adjusted to receive food from Grillby as gift or mugs, which she still kept them in her mug shelf, however the small box did catch her off guard. Looking at it then at Grillby with an amused smile she opened the box slowly.
* “You sound a bit worried there, size doesn’t …matter…you……know….?”
It wasn’t anything that she expected , especially not from Grillby. As a matter of fact this didn’t make sense! They weren’t dating but there was always something there between them (besides their son they kept a secret from other for YEARS) but always she assumed that he wouldn’t want to to give it a chance. She certainly did but after their secret of Amos being THEIR son, Rony couldn’t think straight.
Now she couldn’t look up at him, but kept her head down staring at the ring inside that small box. Perhaps it was just a normal Gyftmas gift. It could be just that but deep down she hoped it wasn’t “normal” . Maybe it what for something else. Something else she wanted but all she could do for years was just flirt and tease Grillby but never speak out to him about it. Her feelings.
* “Is....this...uhm f-for which finger and hand....hand is this?”
Her stutter made her face flush more, something Grillby would had been able to notice if she hadn’t been staring down at the box.