Togusa has the most sheepish caught look on his face. He holds out the bag of presents like a half-shield, half-offering. His voice stays low. "Merry Christmas?" He sighs. "I got Sora's house again, so I thought it'd be fun to get yours, too."

Neither the bird or the Tachikoma can make it onto the porch, so it leaves the Tachikoma waving more from behind Togusa.