He chuckled. "I never said you were weak. I wanted to help you." He looked at her and laughed as her hands were on her hips. "That's a cute look for you. I should get a picture of that."

He watched her as she unhooked the latch and dug something out and turned to hand him a box. It was a nice box. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling. "It doesn't matter at all what it is, it's just that you thought of me." He opened it and he held back a tear as he looked inside the box.