[She searches his face for any hint of being made fun of or played, and sees none hiding behind that softness. If he's true to what he says...]

[Yenh nods.]

There is nothing wrong with indulging base desires, but if that's truly the case, who am I to push you to do something you mislike?

[She thinks about it. Suspecting she knows the answer, she asks anyway. After all, it seems like she underestimated him?]

Had you won the contest, what would you have asked for?