Percy waved dismissively. "How many times do I have to tell you? I don't buy presents expecting one in return," he chided, placing the silver box in Oliver's hands.
"Besides, I had the foresight to buy presents before I came here. You didn't have that option."
He stood back and waited, and for lack of better things to do with his hands, kept them clasped behind his back. Fidgeting wouldn't do.
Inside the box was something he doubted was wise to give to Oliver. A polaroid camera and a good amount of film cartridges.