"W-wait." Waver managed to say, voice unusually quiet. He set the cake down carefully, holding on to the doll like he was almost concerned it might break. This was proving a difficult situation to react to; Waver wasn't all that well-equipped to deal with emotions that weren't frustration sometimes.

"I...I, uh..." Staring intently at the ground himself, Waver faltered and stumbled over his words. Behind him, Palmon muttered something that might have been 'spit it out already'.

"I-it's the...best thing I could have asked for. R...Rider probably would have loved it too." he finally managed, clearly embarrassed. "And if, er...if you wanted to hang around for a while I-I guess I could live with that."