"Of course I accept it, Hannibal. It's wonderful, thank you." She beamed and wanted to protect his work. Nigel would have questions about its origins but she could always bend the truth a little, for something so special. It didn't mean anything after all...
"It must have taken you a while to complete..and I think you and me left appropriate behind a long time ago. Though I'm not complaining." She re-covered the delicate painting carefully and stood up. "Would it be inappropriate to give you a hug?"