She balanced the package in her hand, feeling its weight, trying to guess what it might be.

"Should I open it now?" She'd grown accustomed to his silence even with the enchanted book. It had forced her to study his face more than before, and she was starting to feel like she could read his eyes and expression more easily than listening to real words. There was subtlety of emotion in the twinkle of his eye, the twitch of the corner of his mouth, the rise and fall of his eyebrows. A nod of his head tells her the obvious, and she tore off the wrapping and opened the box excitedly. Then her jaw dropped.

"Oh my... where did you find this? It's beautiful!"