Funny. In all your centuries of existence, you're pretty sure this is the first time you've seen a mortal do a spit take with soup. Bradley looks at you as though you've gone absolutely mad, which would have made sense if you were actually who he thinks you are. You begin to wonder if the spell wasn't worded reasonably enough until "Lillian" comes to your aid. Laces and strings are swiftly undone, allowing her to move cloth aside and reveal your greatest gifts to her.<strong>"Please say yes, Bradley? It's the least I could do for your kindness."</strong>The half-elf finds himself staring back and forth between the two of you as though seriously doubting the reality of the situation.<strong>"What!? I mean, okay, but what!? Did you really have to say it like that!?"</strong>He seems to be on board with the idea, if more than a little shocked by your behavior.<br/><br/>(Will: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=61481))