To no one's surprise, Peisinoê found herself beaming at her sister. There weren't many people's happiness she was genuinely invested in, Parthenope might be the only one actually, now that she thought about it. Oops. Maybe that made her a bad person. But either way, seeing her happy always had a mirrored effect on her, and it inspired a sense of pleased pride when she was the one who caused it. "I want you to have a career that is challenging and fulfilling, like I find mine." Oh no, she almost sounded like a mother. A mother, not their mother, but more like the ones you see in American television shows.
Peisinoê shrugged and snorted, waving a hand at Parthenope, "That part is totally on you. I'll work on research and putting together a plan for the job part, the gift is your thing." She had no guilt about shrugging off that responsibility of choosing the gift onto her sister, better than her botching it. "We can go halfsies on it though, and give it to him together?" The fridge was opened up as she considered a drink, a long day catching up to her by the moment.