Chinatsu takes this time to properly look at the gift. She pulls the blade out of the scabbard, admiring the details and the colors. All this time practicing with wooden swords, and she finally had one to call her own.

"It's beautiful...," she says this in awe, though softly, mostly to herself.

And she got him a fucking jacket.

She was going to beat herself up for that one for a while, don't mind her. But more importantly..

"Thank you, Dust," she finally turns to look back at him, a sincere smile on her face. "It's amazing." His words meant just as much as the gift itself.