((Emma: Hehe. Giovanni was a very good husband.

((And he actually snuck Morrigan onto Queenie to make sure she'd be okay when he retreated from the fight.))
I took in the chaos and chuckled. "Looks like they've got everything mostly under control," I told Roxy. My eyes found the thick rug in front of the fireplace. "Wait for me?" I asked her, nodding towards the rug. When she nodded, I dashed upstairs to clean up and put something decent on. I also grabbed something in a box...
Running back downstairs, I found Roxy curled up on the rug, hugging her knees to her chest. I laid down beside her, then offered the box. "Merry Christmas."