[So that’s super pretentious…. But also a rose with that kind of presentation? Accepting it, Wendy milks her big eyes for all they’re worth as she flutters them over the rose she holds to herself.]

I bet it’d be amazing to be your first worshiper… but shouldn’t I find out what you’re the god of, first? I wouldn’t want to get too swept up in how dashing you are and miss something!

[...but if it’s good, she’ll definitely consider it.]