Lion Head Mesa mace

She wished to know for who the gifts were for.

But he could not say.

Shameful, the jodai bowed his head in subservience. Forgive me, shabti, but I cannot say. Even in your presence, I dare not give away the surprise.

With these words, she may have figured it for herself. But it would not be at his fault unless the words of truth came directly from his lips. She could believe whatever she wished meanwhile.