Re: Janus A/Steve M
[Steve, said Janus.] Janus, [said Steve. He smiled, softer now, a tip of his head to his shoulder. The smile wasn't boisterous. It was searching. It dimmed slightly when Janus sniffled. But, even then, it was there like a lost echo.] I see that, [he said of the gifts, his gaze sweeping the visible contents of the box.] Want to show me? [He sat up more, pushing himself upright and bringing his legs in to cross them, tailor-style.]