[ He smiled - not his usual cheeky grin but something small and soft and warm. He bumped her shoulder back. ]

Well that’s definitely true. And you don’t even need glamour magic to do it.

[ He paused, feeling a little awkward suddenly, not used to being quite so honest about how he was feeling and not really sure what to do with himself now. But after a couple seconds he looked back at her, the smile turning mischievous again. ]

Now go on and tell me that you don’t want to see a mausoleum that has been illusioned to look like a tree that somehow manages to avoid every magic detection spell yet developed, huh? Tell me that you’re not at least a little curious.