Inviting, yes - he certainly couldn't deny that. Nor could he pull away from the pixie, even though he wasn't quite sure what he was getting into.

"Uh, I don't think I've done anythin' thanks-worthy. I've just been relyin' on you a shit-ton," he told her, hesitantly pulling his face away from hers ever so slightly. He'd already asked one favour of the fairy - receiving more, especially when he felt undeserving of any, was just being greedy. He never liked relying on the gods before, so it was unsettling to have so many freely bestowed.