Soryk shook his head. "I really have no interest in gifts or presents. Material things mean very little to me." No shame in admitting it either. Did he really have anything that had value? Two things, he supposed. His hair ribbon and his engagement ring, which was- as of the present -completely a trinket with very little meaning.

But once, they'd both held their weight in reality.

"I suppose if we want to be practical, I could use a crossbow. Annoying beasts in the woods are competitors for the plants that I am after. A new crossbow would be useful in eradicating them."