[ Ah. His reaction is beyond reasonable; the kiss they had shared when they first arrived was, after all, also the work of magic, wasn't it? To say nothing of the words that had passed between them in those moments, as well... She's sure that they were simply not in their right mights. And so to ask him to kiss her like this is improper, another breach of the unspoken boundaries between herself and Thoma, and guilt lances through her. ]

It's... The only way that I know of— hic... Mister Tighnari had overheard faeries speaking of this - hic - some time ago at Villanelle...

[ Her hands finally drop down to her sides, but so too does her gaze fall away from him, unable to look Thoma in the eyes. How could she suggest such a thing... ]

...I'm - hic - sorry, Thoma. Perhaps we should - hic - pursue a different solution...