He squints an eye open to look up at her, trying to resist the urge to spoil his expression of WOE by smiling. It was far more difficult than it seemed.

"...ah, but... there's no budget in a magic castle that grants your every wish, is there? You don't have to skimp on the nice things anymore, Lilith. You can splurge on such pleasures as chicken ducky boxer dances from handsome silver-haired men at your leisure..."