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[Aizawa finds another newcomer, clad in a faded red jumpsuit, who's making at least a token effort to learn his way around. (The geography of Reims itself doesn't seem to have changed since he was here last, but that doesn't mean he has any idea where anything in this strange little community is--and besides, he's walking around on the "streets" right now, not looking down on it from a reindeer's eye view.) It's not hard to press the bag into his hands; Noël looks from Aizawa's weary expression, down to the chocolates, and back again. It's a little hard to try and type while holding it, so instead he smiles wryly and mouths:]

You're so romantic. What is this, love at first sight?