Soon, you may not even have to go to market for your produce. Oh, a golden rose! That's magnificent.

[ He turns back around to face Adra, now having gained most of his composure back, though a faint hint of that blush remains. This time, however, he himself leans close, perhaps too close. ]

You just stirred my heart, that's all. I'm happy... I'm happy to know that your beauty runs deep. [ When all else fails, point-blank honesty. ]