"So I guess you--" Xander trails off because dude. He just gave you a phone. That's a pretty good sign that he doesn't mind if you use it to call him.

Xander looks up and grins, and how it manages to be shy after four months and a rapidly-decreasing string of I Never's, he'll never know, but it does. "--might want your present?" he finishes, almost like it was the sentence he'd started.