[She giggles a little bit at being called "ma'am," nose crinkling a little with the force of her smile, and clasps her hands behind her back when her job is done. There's a part of her that almost wishes she could see what things look like through his eyes, but -- well, maybe another time, she can ask to try them out. They're close enough that if she just leaned up, she could press her forehead against his and try to see his eyes through them, but that isn't really the same thing, is it? Besides, it was already a big thing for him to hand them over to her in the first place.
Then she blinks, realizing he'd answered her question and snorting another little laugh as she finally takes a step back.]
Yeah! There's paper bags in that drawer. [Said in the way that leaves the unspoken request for him to be the one to grab the bag and package up their sandwiches as she heads over to the fridge.] D'you want water, wine, juice, milk, or tea?
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Then she blinks, realizing he'd answered her question and snorting another little laugh as she finally takes a step back.]
Yeah! There's paper bags in that drawer. [Said in the way that leaves the unspoken request for him to be the one to grab the bag and package up their sandwiches as she heads over to the fridge.] D'you want water, wine, juice, milk, or tea?