Being able to someday purchase a gift for his partner without getting tied in knots would be a step towards becoming a socially functional person again, too. For now, though, a physical gift can be a starting point for verbalizing deeper meaning, regardless of how well or not it embodies what Devin is after - grudgingly, he realizes X has a point about putting too much responsibility on one item. He has a tongue and a broad vocabulary and a heart, and a stocking stuffer does not.

He is simultaneously exasperated and amused with X's replies. The exasperation is probably, mostly, for himself. Surely this cannot be that hard.

Fair enough.

This is dry, even over text. He sends his location: an intersection at the edge of one of the larger holiday markets in Malimo. The Fool is creative and whimsical and loves color - his Talent is literally about making things colorful - so it seemed like a good place to start.

If you're free now, that is. If not, I'll just scope out what's here.