" Mr Sanson ! " The young Servant skipped up to him, holding out a small, messily made box in her hands as she beamed up at him. Inside were a variety of white chocolates, all resembling stars, though they looked a little disfigured and lumpy. " Lavinia and I made you these since you're such a star, Mr Sanson ! " [Abigail]
He was surprised, did ABIGAIL and LAVIANA make him these, just for him? Was anyone keeping tabs on them while they were cooking? Well, nothing seemed to be out of place, and he did not see any visible burns nor damages on either of them.
Ok, maybe he was being too much of a parent to both of them. Still, he had leaned down slightly so that way he may gaze upon what both of the girls had made for him.
“You went through all of that trouble just to make these for me?”
It was touching. He had no other words to say, his chest swelled with pride and happiness from something so thoughtful.
He did not care if the little stars were imperfect. This, by itself, was perfect to him. Without another moment to spare, the man would wind his arm around Abigail, bringing her forth so that way he may give her an embrace.
He may not be the best father figure, but he would show appreciation for what these two have made for him!