"Perhaps I should do the chopping." She glanced at Gabriel. "That is if loss of limbs is a serious risk."
Selene knew that smile. One of pride and love. It made her grin in return. An unusual look for the all too serious Death Dealer. "Congratulations." She tied the apron on and took a stand at the counter. "When is the big day?"
A gift would need to be sent. After all she had been taught manners. When people do for you, you do for them. Generally this was a means to keep people from talking too much. From growing suspicious. In this instance it was simply to say 'Thank you'.