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"Just about..." He murmured, leading them to the sofa. "I'm unsure of what I got for all, but I hope they are at least satisfactory..."

After a little closet raid for which he'd have to apologize later, Tyler returned to his room with a sweater, some trousers, socks, and shoes, none of which were in his size. "Try these and see if they fit," he said, handing them over. "If they do, we can surprise everyone. In the meantime, I could probably use a quick shower..."

"Hey, Sol," Azana asked, looking up from her list. "Still wearing the same sizes as a few months ago?"

"Yeah...thinking of getting me something to wear for Christmas?" Sosol shot back, sending some hot cider her way.

"Well, maybe...I was thinking about Jean-Luke, too. You two look about the same size."

"If it's Stella, sweetheart, we can merely take my present and claim it is from the both of us, alright?"

Jean-Luke gave a nod of confirmation, leaning down to take up the clothing and tug them on. A slight metallic trill emitted from the robot as he held his arms out in the clothing, shoulders finding themselves slightly too slim and causing the jumper to slip to one side, leaving the carbon polymer that made up his shoulder joint on display. The shoes failed to fit also, although it was for the opposite reason. He wouldn't want to compromise his friends' clothing for nought.

Laura smiled as his groove returned, adjusting the front of her top. Leaning over like that was not a wise move. "Well, if you say so..."

"Hm," Tyler emerged from one of the shorter showers he had taken to find Jean-Luke in a bit of a bind. Sol's sweater was too big across, and the shoes too small. "...well, so much for that plan," he muttered, clutching the towel around his waist. "I bet you could fit in one of Gren's shirts, though that'll ruin the surprise..." He dressed quickly, all the while thinking of potential donors that could lend the mechanoid some clothing.

"Wait...we could ask Remy!" He said, head popping out of the shirt he had just pulled over his head. "Why didn't I think of that before?"

"Sure...sounds good to me." he smiled, serving two plates. "Might still give her the coal, though...seems appropriate. Even as a punishment, it ensured that the receiver stayed warm."

"And you can have the juice when it cools." he added, looking to the fuzzy ball of cute.

"Well, it's your choice...if you want to walk around barefoot and shirtless, I won't stop you," Tyler answered with a shrug. "Either way, we should pay the Innkeepers a visit..."

Stella hummed in thought, looking over her list, including Terry's name, added at the last minute. She was probably behind furthest of all, given her supposed 'sick leave' and all. They could have just asked her to take time off...

And I wouldn't have listened, she reminded herself with a sigh. Gren's name remained on the list, though she wondered what the point of that was. Anything she offered would be returned, or trashed...

Laimu's eyes became glued to Laura's chest, gulping.

"G... Goo... F..."

Gren smiled, rolling his eyes, bringing over the plates. "C'mon, Eli...I'd have caved and gotten her something anyway. This holiday isn't about proving who you do and don't like and how much you spend."

Handing one over, he patted the man's shoulder. "It's not about the self; it's the time of other people's needs. For the whole Inn's sake, I'm gonna be nice."