[Viktor's packages arrive in plain brown paper, the wax seal indicating the sender--though she's probably more than familiar with the insignia by now.
He's not an artisan, necessarily, but that's the kind of thing she appreciates, so he's done his best here, putting his own sorts of embellishments on the brooch that he fashions for her. Upon examination, she'll find a hidden compartment--Viktor seems to defer to her, when it comes to what she might store inside it.
Given her current business endeavors, a sewing machine might be useful. It's possible he's taken whatever rudimentary model is available in the Free Cities and improved upon it vastly, increasing the efficiency of it while reducing the size, to something that can comfortably fit on a small square of tabletop.
And, finally, he's included a clockwork scale model of their automaton. When wound, it gives a little wave.]
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He's not an artisan, necessarily, but that's the kind of thing she appreciates, so he's done his best here, putting his own sorts of embellishments on the brooch that he fashions for her. Upon examination, she'll find a hidden compartment--Viktor seems to defer to her, when it comes to what she might store inside it.
Given her current business endeavors, a sewing machine might be useful. It's possible he's taken whatever rudimentary model is available in the Free Cities and improved upon it vastly, increasing the efficiency of it while reducing the size, to something that can comfortably fit on a small square of tabletop.
And, finally, he's included a clockwork scale model of their automaton. When wound, it gives a little wave.]