But I wanted to, anyway. I understand if... if it isn't something you can accept. Or... [Trails off, shaking her head. When he opens the little bag, he'll find some very sad looking cookies in there, but she worked hard on them. She even skipped out on the rest of her morning classes in order to make them fresh for him. And it's because of that, that handing the gift over to him makes her hands shake a little, from hesitation, from uncertainty-- maybe buying him something non-handmade would have been better. Chocolates from the shop, maybe some wine... he'd like that better, wouldn't he?]