[Kimblee simply continues studying the Pokéball for a moment, though his gaze does dart over to Archer for a moment when the other man speaks.]

Oh, I don't know - don't most purchase things for others when it comes to such occasions?

[Though he's still smirking and his tone is reasonably easy, there's a distinct awkwardness there that he can't shake off - an odd sense of tension in his posture, a vague tightness behind his words. He's clearly trying to brush it off; it isn't...quite working, but it's close enough for now.]

Either way, I suppose some sort of thanks are in order -