I've thought about it... I always end up deciding against it. But I've really thought about it.

...anyway. Enough about that. I came here to see you. And... I have these.

[She reaches one hand behind her, and with a flash of blue light, produces a small metal tin with a wintery pattern printed on it. A bit of waxed paper is sticking out of the corners.]

For you. You sounded like you needed some cheering up.