[ now a rolling pin, olivia is quite familiar with! it may have been a luxury back home (then again, most baking tended to be, when one lived in a caravan or within soldier barracks), but she's become quite intimately familiar with them since her time here with alastair. she certainly brightens up at the sight of it. ]
Oh, Sans! You shouldn't have!
[ her hands clasp together happily, and she is quick to abandon her post by the dresser to shuffle over to him. on her feet are mismatched long socks, one of which appears to belong to a foot bigger than hers. ]
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Oh, Sans! You shouldn't have!
[ her hands clasp together happily, and she is quick to abandon her post by the dresser to shuffle over to him. on her feet are mismatched long socks, one of which appears to belong to a foot bigger than hers. ]