It was strange for Keagan to hear someone suddenly promise gifts to a stranger. Before she could refuse, he asked again as if realizing his mistake: ["Wait, what are you into? Perfume? Cosmetics? I still have some room for more souvenirs."]
"Uh… you don't have to…" Keagan blushed a little. The man was like a jolly uncle who wanted to get gifts for everyone. If she kept on refusing, she might incur the man's ire. After all, this was the first time they spoke to each other.
Keagan just looked down at her bare wrists and fingers. She used to have expensive rings and bracelets, but all of those went with the fire. "Sir, if you insist, a single bracelet should be good enough. Please, I don't want to bother you all that much."
["Wren doesn't like jewelry, but if you want one, I now have an excuse to go inside a jewelry shop. All right, I have to go. Please tell Wren and the others. Thanks a lot, Keagan."] The man then ended the call after a few more pleasantries.