"Oh, my dear one," Halsin chuckles, his breath brushing against your ear as he holds you close to his broad chest, "Grace is bestowed by nature, not by me."

It seems he may have taken your compliment of him being nature's greatest gift a bit too seriously.

He reaches out, his large hand enveloping yours, and his lips gently kiss your forehead. "Why did you seek me out tonight? Were you unable to sleep? Or perhaps you simply missed me after a day of adventure with our companions?"