[ Like a rush of cold air, Lyney nearly shivers at the sight. Someone who had brought his blood to a boil, made him hate and fear all at once. Emotions he didn't like having... ]

She's safe at home, waiting for me. [ He says calmly, stepping inward with that box to his chest. ] She sends her regards and I'm a mere delivery boy, it seems. Here. From her.

[ He lifts it up just a little, arms extended far. ]

There's nothing nefarious in here, you can even smell her perfume on it.

[ The man didn't deserve to smell her delicate scent, but he bites his tongue. ]