It took her mind a small bit to catch up with what she was seeing. That being, of course, a small Latvian girl set against the pearly pink sea, that turned out to be made of balloons, bolting out of her own bed and racing over to Meena's with her usual overenthusiastic demeanor and a sparkly purple-wrapped something... that was apparently for her?
The last bit caught her up more than anything else. It was probably slightly evident by her barely furrowed brows as she pushed herself up to sit and inquired softly, "You got me a birthday present? And... balloons?" It should come as no surprise, with the way she was an emotional rollercoaster, that by the time that was out a small smile blossoming on her features.