[His phrasing makes her laugh, and she digs into a knot in the back of his thigh to avoid feeling too flustered. It is like spitting on a bonfire, but here we are anyway.]

[Inevitably, she finds herself rambling.]

Pray don't misunderstand me, yet... I've been asked to risk life and limb facing every possible danger, yet you thought it too much to ask me to defeat a goddess through more peaceful means?

Or did you not imagine that I've any experience or skill in the intimate arts?