Andrea is fairly certain the polite thing to do is insist she's fine and continue struggling, but she's lost track of most social rules over the past few years and she offers Rukia a grateful smile at the same time as she offers her one of the bags. "Thank you," she says with a laugh. "My arms feel like they're about to fall off."

Glancing down at herself, she says, "I'm clearly a pretty good shopper when it comes to most people. Do you want some help?" A few years ago, encountering someone who's never celebrated Christmas might have been strange, but most of what she's seen over time has made it much easier for Andrea to understand the differences across worlds, across time.