"I'm glad we're both invested in this liking one another business." Adasse cracked another warm smile at him, before his dark eyes become sadder -- and more understanding. He moves forward, and puts a hand on Sorrel's shoulder, squeezing gently.

"I promise." A sly smile in turn, before he gets that slightly mocking tone once more. "Well I cannot help if things suddenly just appear as gifts for her, now can I? Many more sweet things just ... like magic. Poof!"