[Boxes didn't exactly belong in a McCeres, so Shiho had been keeping an eye on it as it gets close enough to warrant her placing a hand on the table and activating her psychometry to figure out what exactly was in that box. (And hoping it wasn't some kind of possessed doll.)
She visibly relaxes once she figures out it's just Myriam.]
action;
She visibly relaxes once she figures out it's just Myriam.]
Yes, it is. And you're Myriam Scuttlebutt, right?