*eyes package warily, unsure whether to be curious about a surprise present or deeply concerned that there’s BEEN A HOBBIT IN THE FORGE WITHOUT HIM KNOWING IT*
Poppy frowned; She was certain her gift would be opened at once. This wariness had her quite puzzled. She managed to wait only a moment before coming from her hiding spot, hands planted firmly on her hips.
“Open it, for pity’s sake!” She demanded. “It is not as if I brought something harmful to give you! Or, if you are that concerned, I shall open it for you.”
*SHRILL SCREAMING*
…Oh! …Poppy! ….It’s … it’s you. *clutches heart*
