Yeah, like alcohol. I mean, I don't got any on me, but I got magic that does the same thing. [He pats the golden shield lying next to him on the steps, mystically smaller now that it isn't in the middle of combat, maybe the size of a dinner plate.]

I figured we could use just a little bit. I can share. [Truth is, he usually needs someone else to help trigger it. He can't coax the shield into giving him magic unless he can trick it into thinking there's a fight going on. The closest he's been able to get the magic working on his own is fighting a pigeon he trapped indoors at the temple.]

But we don't have to if you don't want. Just figured I'd offer. [He keeps trying to share things because he's not sure how else to thank her, or just how to keep the conversation friendly. He's needy for companionship but not the best at socializing. Never has been.]