[ Oh, but the room, the bed, everything... She loves it. She lets out a soft, happy sigh as he starts brushing her hair. In moments like this, Riley finds herself being very childish...but after everything that's happened, maybe that's okay.

At the mention of his late night excursions, she fights back a small laugh. ] Just those are enough, you know. You really didn't have to get me anything.

[ Just those nights... The one time she doesn't have to dance around what she's been through, the one time she's not being monitored. That alone, along with his presence, feels like the greatest gift of all. ]

...But, I'm still going to love it, whatever it is.