Bastien arrived a little late to the festivities, having spent some time sorting out his two gifts. One for Rexanna, the clay model which he held carefully wrapped in several layers of fabric to cushion it, and another for Ronin, kept in a small black box. He had spent quite a few nice times with him lately and had felt it appropriate to find a gift for him...or was it an offering, if he was a Demi-God now?
He could not yet see Rexanna, so he approached Ronin. "My friend, I hope you are well...you look as if you have received a bad gift." Holding up the black box, he smiled. "Hopefully this good gift may recover any bad spirits or disappointment. I know it looks rather like the box of a wedding ring, but I swear it is not. I must know you for at least another week before I propose."
With humour sparkling in his eyes, he waited for Ronin to take the gift.
Bastien
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best
