[ that makes jenna look up, brow wrinkled. ]

I didn't already tell you that and forget, did I? Because if I managed to get your favorite flower out of you and don't remember I'm going to kick myself.

[ it's on the tip of her tongue to ask— 'did you get it because of me?'— but the little tiny voice that sounds like mom screams something about arrogance and letting people say kind things instead of fishing around for validation, jenna sommers holds her back from just blurting it out. ]

Can I look closer? [ works instead. ]