"Oh." He sounds a little sheepish. It's a little opposite his usual borderline resentment. And better, he realizes. Gratitude is always better.

"I, uh, I hope the one to Prowl works." And one day Flonne might not try to befriend the grumpiest people ever. "Can I ask what you made him or is it a surprise?"

He considers. "I think with gifts it's really the thought that counts? What you intend, and what you feel when you were getting it ready." At least he hopes so because he is pretty lame at gifts.