[He kneels at the base of a large tree ringed with a few big fat mushrooms. Nice. They could actually get a good haul out of this. Once he's settled on one knee, he beckons her closer, though he does also roll his eyes up at her, which is what she deserves for that threat.]

Fuck's sake. Fine! Fine. I know when I'm not gonna sway someone. So consider this crash course in mushroom gathering my payment for that egg. I'll take it when we're back in town.

[He thinks, but isn't going to tell her, that he'll also pick up the bill for a hotel room for her if they end up staying in Celliwig—he expected to have to anyway, though. She was flat broke not long ago! She's really working those sheep! Anyway, he digs out his pocket knife, which is a pretty nice model.]

Take a look at this one.