Poe gives an anxious smile as he watches you enter his office. He stays focused on writing and editing his novel, checking for any grammar or spelling mistakes he may have made. Poe looks up as soon as you’re stood in front of his desk, noticing the present you had placed on his desk. The fact that it was his birthday seemed to have slipped his mind, this was a gentle jolt of his memory, a way for him to get back into the flow of real life.

“Oh my. You didn’t have to, thank you very much.”