Daine blinks, slightly taken aback by this news. It's hard to imagine anyone hijacking any of the gods' festivals back home. Of course, the fact that the gods could make their displeasure known would put a damper on any of that nonsense. Near as she can tell, the gods in this universe may as well not exist, and Gabriel's story just seems to prove it.
The bit that really gives her pause, though, is gift-giving. Maybe she shouldn't be surprised - it was part of Midwinter, and it seems some of those traditions have survived - but she missed Christmas last year, and assumed no one here would celebrate Midwinter like they all did in Tortall. It had seemed unfair (and potentially embarrassing) to try and keep her realm's more public traditions alive with folk who don't know about any of them. What would the point have been, aside from making her homesick?
But if folk still do some of these things, it wouldn't be so out of place if she did, too.
"We did giff-tzz," she muses, now considering what to get all of her friends here. Goddess, she might have started sooner if she'd known... but there's still plenty of time.
For the moment, she eyes Gabriel's somewhat precarious set-up, then the string of lights. "Can I help?" she asks. If nothing else, she might be able to carry that string of lights along, and there's only so far Gabriel can reach before he'd have to move the ladder (which he could doubtless do as easy as blinking, but still).
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The bit that really gives her pause, though, is gift-giving. Maybe she shouldn't be surprised - it was part of Midwinter, and it seems some of those traditions have survived - but she missed Christmas last year, and assumed no one here would celebrate Midwinter like they all did in Tortall. It had seemed unfair (and potentially embarrassing) to try and keep her realm's more public traditions alive with folk who don't know about any of them. What would the point have been, aside from making her homesick?
But if folk still do some of these things, it wouldn't be so out of place if she did, too.
"We did giff-tzz," she muses, now considering what to get all of her friends here. Goddess, she might have started sooner if she'd known... but there's still plenty of time.
For the moment, she eyes Gabriel's somewhat precarious set-up, then the string of lights. "Can I help?" she asks. If nothing else, she might be able to carry that string of lights along, and there's only so far Gabriel can reach before he'd have to move the ladder (which he could doubtless do as easy as blinking, but still).