His features softened, his hand turning to hers clutching one, as his other joined it's twin. His thumbs caressing over her knuckles, before he lifted one then the other, to brush delicate kisses over the backs.
"I'll try to be less... generous." What other word was there for it? He liked giving her things, not because he was trying to buy her, but because he enjoyed doing it. But if she didn't enjoy receiving them then he could learn from this grievance, as she had.