He was looking stricken at her. Mor knew there were countless reasons that he should say no — (and that she would find a way to leave it here whether or not he accepted it was probably not one of the reasons) — but she wanted him to say yes. She would break back in if she had to, but she didn't want to.

"You're a gentleman and you saved up for something nice," she said, slow and measured, "You turned in your old one to take the cost down a bit. You deserve it."