(Normally, Marie would have let herself slip away by this point - or rather she was trying to slip away after she gave her thanks. She had been about ready to quickly turn and dart away when he spoke again. Then her eyes met the red lenses and she froze in place for a moment before trying to play it off like she had not noticed or even let herself feel uneasy.)

Never? (She lets her tone of voice sound almost playful, though she knows that it is unusual to care more about something like that than their wallets or purses.) ...Well, no one has ever accused me of being like most people.

(She lets herself be quiet for a moment. How to explain this without giving away everything? Then she just shrugged and gave a vague, short explanation.)

Well, it was gift and what can I say...I'm sentimental even if I don't like carrying it much.