"Hm?! Blake?? Is that you?!" Goldie shouted. Blake was a bit surprised she noticed him despite his size. She walked a little closer, crouch down all while staring to get a clear view of Blake.

"...It is you isn't it?! Here, hop on my hand." She offered her hand onto Blake. The size of it is large enough for him to sit down, which is exactly what he did after he slowly approach it.

"Your so tiny!" Goldie cooed, stroking her finger gently on Blake's face, "What happened to you?"

Blake swallowed his fear for a moment, "I.. hmm... Uh, is it alright if we talk somewhere more private?"

"Sure! Well let's see, the showers sounds good." 

It took an unmeasurable amount of courage and confidence just to tell your crush how you summoned spirits from the other world all to just meet her in the first place. At the cost of his size for a few days.

Does that sounds stupid in hindsight? Even reckless? 

Well... Technically yes. But love makes people stupid. Speaking off-

"I've, uh, been on love with you for sometime now. Your charms, your upbeat attitude in life and that smile, which is why I came here or eh, teleported here, to ask... Would you go on a date with me?" Blake confessed, slowly, with as much heart and emotion as he possibly could.

Standing and carrying him in her hands, Goldie began thinking, with such a serious face it contrasted her usual energetic self. Then when she finally looked at Blake again, she opened her mouth and uttered these exact words: