She was only going to owl his gift? Severus couldn't help the momentary pang that lanced through his belly. She didn't want to see him to give him his gift in person. A simple owl would have sufficed. He closed his eyes briefly then resumed his pace, following her into the kitchen.
"Wrapping is not an issue," Severus replied with a dismissive wave of his hand. "It is a waste of parchment if you ask me. Yours isn't wrapped either." Though the box... well, that was another thing entirely. He took a seat at the table, resting his elbows on the edge and supporting his chin with his hands. "I am. Easier not to return to Spinner's End and the food is infinitely better." While Severus was a good cook, he tended not to waste much effort when he was only cooking for one. He swallowed hard, noticing her stomach and how much she was beginning to show. A further reminder.
Everything was another reminder. "I trust you have plans for the holiday?"