"My fault, I'm afraid," Raine said dryly. It was good to hear him laugh, even if it was a little bit edged. "When he saw fit to inform me that your birthday was near, we discussed possible gifts, and my reaction when he asked my rationale was evidently telling enough." She was not noticeably subtle, and he knew well enough her coloration did not lend itself to hiding a blush. "I haven't quite been able to look at him since. The tie is yours, however; consider it a gift from both of us, I suppose."