As Art pulled out each object and then explained that they were specifically designed to protect her, her smile grew wider and wider. And it was quite possible that most people who received rope in a gift basket might be let down or horrified by it, but Michaela was charmed.
She might not bring the rope with her, and the pepper spray might not pass check in, but she was certainly going to bring the keychain with her!
Michaela could read between the lines too, considering the lines were pretty damn far apart here and the message was pretty fucking clear. Art was worried about her safety and for that she was so grateful. "These are brilliant!" she said, and she meant it. "And this ...was it kubotan? It's so my colour."