Ty has been trying very hard not to peek, telepathically, magically or otherwise. He just knows, of everything, its not a book. He's always gotten a book for Christmas, so this is a little confusing, though he's sure it'll be wonderful.
As soon as he senses her emotions lighting up through their faint link though, amidst his concentration on all the myriad effects throughout the place, he extends his mind towards hers.
"Merry Christmas, love."
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