Harrow smiles at her shouting comments. It's certainly a method he's considered before, but somehow he thinks massive Aglaia might have more luck with bellowing people's names and seeing results.

And then she asks something he never would have expected. A smooch? From the snout of a princess?

He's too much of a simple man to conceal his emotions, even as a joke. He open-mouthed smiles and holds his arms out at his sides. "Of course! I'd love to! But –"

Wait a second. He looks left, then right, then up at Aglaia. "I ain't gonna get in trouble for kissin' a princess or nothin', right? I don't want the Minotaur King comin' out with a shotgun and suddenly I'm a married man."