"Or! Attack them with strange dowry presents. Am I a genius, or am I a genius? I'm quite certain it wouldn't be difficult to goad a goat into attack mode. The moment the other party takes offense, you tell them it's a present. If you can't win them over with might, you can always confuse them." He eyed his bottle and gave it a slosh. He believed he might just be heading into slightly tipsy territory.

"Now that wouldn't be suspicious at all, the Knight-Captain in strange armor in Hightown in the middle of the night carrying...a bone." He arched a brow. "That sounds suspiciously like a test." He squinted at her. "I'm just not sure who'd actually be doing the testing, him or you."