"I, uh, err, well..." was all you managed to spit out.
"Oh, I see now, you used a spell to shrink yourself so you could look up my skirt, how...how...barbaric!" Eirika shouts, putting her hands on her hips and puffing out her rosy cheeks. "Excuse me for my language, but I think you need some sort of punishment before I can forgive you. Don't worry, I won't kill you, but what can I do to convince you not to do this again...?"
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