Matilda’s relieves to find Garrot not laughing, and even more relieved to see Miri looking so interested. The dreamy smile, the sigh and confession that she loves stories too— it’s all enough to make her practically melt. The earrings get a little gasp from her, and a softer smile. “They’re beautiful!” She chirps, though she can’t help but feel a little envy at the memento. Though... her goggles are a similar thing.

As the story begins, and Miri’s voice starts to raise, Matilda can’t help but giggle. And the. the giggle turns into a snort, and before she knows it she’s laughing hysterically along, delighted with the story. By the end, she’s wiping tears away, beaming at poor Miri. “I-I’m sorry! He’s just so—“ She laughs again, beaming. “I’ll keep an eye on him for you.”