[Taako doesn't need to worry about losing the physical connection with Lup to open his gift, she's already dropping her hands on him the moment his drift off of her, keeping them connected without a word, fingers curling against his familiar warmth.]

Uh, I know you better than anyone, dingus. Of course I think you're that much of a nerd. What kinda sister would I be if I ever said otherwise?

[But she'd grinning smugly while Taako tears into it, and whatever he may have been expecting after her emotional gift the year before, it's definitely not the book he soon reveals. The cover is innocuous enough, plain and safe, but flipping it open is where the real gift lies, where Taako's going to find very smutty friend fiction between him and their bestest bud Nathan Drake, all full of delicious purple prose and far too many adjectives.]