He was about to protest, but then she carried on, and he simply had to smile. He shook his head with a little chuckle, and put a wooden hand over her bowl again briefly. It shifted in her hands, growing just a little bigger, its weight increasing a bit more as another handful of the giant berries threatened to spill over its sides.

That smile of his might have been just a little bit mischievous, a subtle, good-humored tease as he took his hand back. "Then it would please me to make it a challenge for you and yours to finish it," he said.

He must have been in a particularly good mood thanks to the return of his magic, however temporary it might prove; he'd been rather quiet previously, probably due to general frustration.