[ He mutters something like 'For fuck's sake,' except it's in Thalassian, so it sounds lovely and flowing and beautiful. He takes the box back and replaces it neatly in his bags; he's finished with his own, too, and sets that one away as well. ]
You're very welcome, Saber.
[ That done, he holds out his hand for Gil's box, his expression deadpan. ]
Come on, big guy. Time to get moving. The sooner we finish here, the sooner you can invade my kitchen.
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You're very welcome, Saber.
[ That done, he holds out his hand for Gil's box, his expression deadpan. ]
Come on, big guy. Time to get moving. The sooner we finish here, the sooner you can invade my kitchen.