[The strap squeezes her wrist a little too tightly when KIllua fastens it. The rubber edges dig into her skin ever so slightly, making her feel restricted.]

Oh! It is, just a little bit. Can you loosen it for me, pretty please?

[There's a satisfied, mild smile on her face until she remembers other people might bring gifts. Then, her smile expands into a wild grin. She doesn't state what she's thinking aloud, but her mind eagerly wanders between seeing her friends and what they might bring.]