"Yes, I guess I did," Bishop's smile lessened, but didn't fade completely. He pressed himself onto the window, enjoying the cold radiating from it. Veil, on the other hand, wasn't much of a fan of the cold months, so she went back to exploring the seats. Bishop scrunched himself into his seat and kept his attention on Karen, but kept track of Veil's white fur in the corner of his brown eye. 
"If you do want to come, you don't need to bring a gift or anything if you don't want, you being there would be more than enough for me." 

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