[ That thing...would totally make Bobby Drake go off on a rant about Disney, if Bobby Drake were here. As it stands, it's no weirder than anything that he's seen in space...but it still gives him a pause, before Scott carefully sits down at a close yet reasonable distance, just to make sure it's not going to be aggressively protective. ]

Me? Sort of. I suppose that's what Christmas used to be. But that's supposed to be more about religion than seasons now, or getting gifts.