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[a_sin_for_him]

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[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry Townshend, who has now had time for his great hulking mouthful of the stuff to finally kick in good and proper, suddenly drops his personal wall. He looks at Lust as she continues to not get how awesome Spiderman is and awards her with a slow, frustrated blink.]}

Lust, stop talking, I'll tell you about it later.

_[GOD.]

Christmas is fun. This will be the first one I've celebrated in an actual house for years.

[a_sin_for_him]

Oh. Alright.

[Lust just shrugged and let it go.]

I've never celebrated a holiday. Well, I think I celebrated Halloween. I did things. I joined the circus. It was fun. What do you like about Christmas?

[no_ufo_ending]

_{[Henry glances over to the far wall, momentarily distracted by it vibrating.]}

I like watching everyone get together. I like getting gifts for people. It feels good.

[a_sin_for_him]

What sort of gifts are supposed to be given? I like to feel good.

[And she has to be prepared. She doesn't want to make a mess of her first real holiday. And she'll do anything that supposedly comes with a pleasant feeling - it's why she's currently watching multi-colored comets that aren't even there.]

[no_ufo_ending]

Just...things. Things people like. Or things anyone can use. Like soap. Or socks.