Ah, five to ten minutes in the presence of such radiant kindness would feel like a most wonderful and long month to me. Would that you could shower me with gifts for such a length of time that it would be as if I was sleeping eternally, your benevolence bored into the very depths of my skull. As I lay my head to the pillow, I see visions and feel that this lovely eternity may soon slip over me. There is a river, with a single small boat docked at its shores, the rowman ushering me wordlessly into the seat opposite him. Maybe I shall pick up an oar and see where this stream leads me...
Ah, such japes of yours! A mahou shounen never bleeds because he is always victorious in battle. Such mischievous wit to speak of such absurdities as if they were real. Caring soul I know you well to be, this moment of levity must surely have been one of your many gifts; a laughably-impossible image planted in my mind to remind me of my invulnerability so that I may always do my very best when locked in conflict with my foes. The cape is, of course, non-negotiable ◕ ‿‿ ◕
I await candy-colored dreams as I sleep tonight, and all the better if you can bestow upon me sweet visions of licorice! In my waking hours I am no fan of anise, but in a dream I can will it to be sweet, savory, anything I wish. You're always working so hard to expand the horizons of what I experience in the realm of dreams. While I am not aware of the confection you refer to as "scorpions" (a regional delicacy, perhaps?) I am sure I shall feel your kindness from my scalp to the tips of my toes tonight.