Defying a goddess and with the gall to tell her - vain as she was - that she wasn't going to get what she wanted? As if to let Viloet know she was disatisfied with the halfling's answer, a strong but extremely brief warmth washed over the small woman and notably bypassed the 'protection' the apron offered. It fired off every nerve ending and only for an instant. The heat left as quickly as it came, and the halfling was left alone... for now.<br/><br/>(If you're moving on up to the shelves you can't reach without the ladders, PM a will save again)