Tara, Lennon, open
"Lennon," he said. "Hey, don't worry about it. You're totally new. Last thing somebody who was just kidnapped should worry about is picking out a bunch of presents for people." He'd chosen gift baskets for the women and men he either didn't know or couldn't puzzle out something he thought they might want. Good enough.
He got the wrapping off the present he was opening and grinned, clearly very happy about it. "Just what I wanted," he said. Kiley'd requested some weed for him, and he was definitely going to parcel it out to make it last.