"I would be honored to view whatever form you should choose to share with me," he says. While her hand is still shifted to scales, he brings it to his mouth and presses his lips against the hard surface, kissing gently. "If that is what you would wish to do."

Perhaps later, after meeting with Tawaret.
Or at the very least, after breakfast.

"And yes, the one who fired the bolt which struck you." He adds.