"Not everything," he feels it important to clarify, holding up a finger. "No, no, even I have my limits and green alcohol that can cause hallucinations and a ridiculous trip is not something that I walk into lightly, not without a planned environment, careful self-purchase, and available food in the event it goes poorly. I can hardly run to the store here and buy ginger ale if things go awry." He gives her a wary look when she talks about a gift with a name on it, because that's another fun thing he's learning about - that apparently, there is a big toy store in the sky and they're apparently sending down items based on...something? He's not entirely sure what.

"I hesitate to ask, but what did you get from me? Provided you did get something from me," he says, wondering how this works. Ravi knows he didn't sit down and write out a list to some secret village Santa.