Oh...that's really sweet.

[The Balladeer looks genuinely touched. No one's ever made him anything before - nothing that wasn't food, anyway.]

Maybe if - no, no, nevermind. I'll let you do it. [Him lining up knitting lessons seems a little overly controlling around the whole gift thing. Is it? He knows he'd rather go get Hans something alone than have him stand right next to him and pick it out, so.] If you don't want to get him anything, don't feel like you have to. I'm sure he's plenty busy right now -

[Wait]

Your birthday? [god, he sort of forgot those existed] When's your birthday?