"I... ah..." Ouch. She's really going to make him say it, isn't she? Felix sucks in a breath, gaze dropping as he tries not to squirm.

"Call it an... olive branch, of sorts? After... everything, surely I owe you a good moment." Surely he owes it to prove that his magic can do her some service. His mouth twitches in a smile, more hopeful than easy this time. "Besides, I know that you'll be far more adept at this than I would."

It's his celebration, after all: he has reason to want the most spectacular show he can ask for.