[ The package is warm to the touch, even through the wrapping, and when Lambert starts opening it, Childermass sticks around. No point in leaving, so he may as well see one reaction to a present that he's otherwise avoided up until now.
With the paper torn away, why it's so light and big becomes readily apparent. It's a blanket, its color spanning an entire range of reds from dark to light. Fairly thick, but not burdensome, and warm, so warm, even in the absence of being wrapped around someone. There's no explanation for it forthcoming from the magician, however, who simply stands by quietly and watches. ]
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With the paper torn away, why it's so light and big becomes readily apparent. It's a blanket, its color spanning an entire range of reds from dark to light. Fairly thick, but not burdensome, and warm, so warm, even in the absence of being wrapped around someone. There's no explanation for it forthcoming from the magician, however, who simply stands by quietly and watches. ]