"You said. Gifts for people you care about. I'm glad I surprised you, though." They're even smiling. It's a bit tight, because she's still clinging and they're still being very carefully still while she does so and reminding themselves in the background that it's not confinement it's affection, but it's a smile. They can do this contact thing, absolutely.

They pause, then tilt their head a little down at her, because hey, they do in fact have an idea for her to repay them with, even if it'll help her, too. "Maybe you can let me borrow your music player. And I can record everything on that, too." And keep a copy for themselves, of course. They wouldn't have asked, before, when she had no other music to occupy herself. But now she does.