Mondatta wavered once he was hit, and stared at the gift he had just received from the strange parade that quickly moved on.
"How peculiar...I do believe it is not December yet." He opened the box. Inside was a box of tea, and one of Mondatta's eyelights turned crooked, as if he lifted an eyebrow.
"It's another gift...So they still intend for us to bond." Mondatta chuckled.
"Well, if that's the case, then I won't mind at all. But who should I give this to..." He looked around at the other people who received their gifts, and decided on the person he wanted to talk to: Marianne.
"Greetings Miss Roche. I believe I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Tekhartha Mondatta, the Infinite Monk. Would you like to have a cup of some herbal tea? I believe you would be interested as the Infinite Herbalist?"
Mary stumbled and fell over from the impact, exposing herself in an embarrassing fashion to the posse of bearded bear and snickering skanks.
"Ow! Hey, that wasn't nice!" Once she rose up and saw the sleigh, she had a surprised expression.
"What's with the costumes? Don't you have any shame?" Once they were out of earshot however, she quietly muttered with a pout:
"Well, I wish I got to have one, too...I'm sure I could pull it off better than those bumpy tincans..." She sighed.
"Anyway, what did they get me this time? If it's another bottle of ale I swear I'll-" She was about to say, but the black suitcase quickly made her quiet.
"D-Does this hold what I think it does?" She slowly opened it, and her tensed face turned slack from disappointment.
"Oh it's a...podium." She gazed at it for a while as her brains calculated the correct answer.
"Hey, I bet I know who would like this!" She bounced right over to the man.
"Cyyriooo! I got you a present! Guess what it is!" She held a closed suitcase before him, and then opened it.
"Tadaa! It's a podium, for when you make those inspiring speeches of yours!"