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Araie bounced awkwardly on her feet as she walked next to Dezani, glancing at him every few seconds. She had finally managed to finish his gift yesterday and she had been dying to give it to him. In fact, she had to stop herself from waking him up last night she was so excited about it. But today, for some reason, she couldn't even gather the courage to say more than two words to him. There was so much she wanted to say and yet all the words died in her throat. She wanted to tell him about her impending trip to Zena, how she was finally going to confront her parents, how she was going to miss him every day and try to send him letters all the time. But no words came to her.

With a heavy sigh, Araie reached into her bag and ran her fingers over the leather of the journal she had made for Dezani. She had spent weeks working on it every time Dezani was away or busy, always making sure that he never saw it. She was so proud of it. She wasn't artistic in the least, but she had poured her heart and soul into making this gift for him. She hoped that he would keep it close to him and that he would always remember that no matter what happened, she would be there for him. Just the thought of that made her smile and gave her a little more courage. Turning to look at Dezani, Araie opened her mouth to speak, but once again the words faded away. What was wrong with her? Blushing lightly, Araie looked down at the ground and continued to walk. Hopefully Dezani hadn't noticed her strange behavior.

Araie jumped at the sound of Dezani's voice, nearly falling over in the process. She hated being this on edge for no good reason. Really, Dezani was going to think she had lost all her marbles at this rate with how she was acting. All because of this silly journal that she had made for him. Maybe it would be best if she just threw the thing at him and got it over with. At this rate, she'd never be able to actually start a decent conversation. She was too worried about what he would think of her gift. Her mind made up, Araie reached into her bag, grabbed the journal, closed her eyes and then thrust it out towards Dezani.

"Here, take this. Imadeitforyou," Araie said quickly, all the words jumbling together with how fast she was talking. Hopefully he was able to understand her at least a little. She wasn't sure she could say it again. Nervously, Araie opened up one eye to look at Dezani for his reaction. She could only hope he didn't hate it entirely. She had poured her heart and soul into making this thing for him.