“Wuh?! S-Sorry… Sorry! I wasn’t just oogling you or daydreaming thought… I was uh, putting some thought into the… uh, matter at hand!” Izuri made an attempt to sound a bit more professional, hoping that her vocation would match Da Vinci’s verbosity and perhaps convince the Caster she hadn’t just been mindlessly staring. “Okay um… I know the usual way that Masters can replenish their servants stores of magical energy! But I’m not too keen to get… too intimate with you. I mean, not in that, physical kind of way. Hmm… If this is as severe as you said, if even the great Da Vinci has lost her creative spark, then I doubt that would even give you enough mana. Doesn’t matter if its a smooch or um… a lot more… You need a BUNCH of mana, don’t you?” The Master swayed a little back and forth, nervously trembling, still attempting to regain her composure after getting called out for daydreaming. Of course, what she was about to suggest next didn’t do much to restore her confidence. It only made her heart beat even faster, whilst her body began to warm up and sweat.