gifting [Mirta, Sam, Claire, Dean, Ben];
As the presents were unwrapped and reactions were had, Claire's pleasure with all of this grew. From the hug, which was notable not for being overly sappy or gratuitous, but because it was a rare, privileged gift from then fiercely proud and 'tough' Mando woman, to the way Dean and Ben were clearly enjoying their food (which was normal, yes, but still pleasing), it was just playing out as a wonderful day. She just hoped that the pleasure she was getting from it was being met or matched by other's feelings about the party.
Laughing almost soundlessly at Dean, then outright laughing at Ben, Claire stood up from the table.
"The way you're both going, there won't be any left at all," she said as she began to clear the discarded wrapping paper from the table to make room for either more eating or more gifts.
"Do you want anything?" she asked, the question primarily for the mother-to-be, but also encompassing Sam as her gaze moved from Mirta to Sam. "Mary and John sent over gifts too, but you don't have to open them right now."