"Actually, I'm saying give in. Then consider why you are giving it. What are you running from?" The crone smiled slightly as she continued to watch him. Her hand reached out, just a light touch to his arm. Just a little bit of magic, just a little to nudge him, open him up.
"All you have to do is give in." Her voice was soft, lush, taking things to those places the jester seemed willing to avoid. Yes, he did have a champion's heart, and it called to her. He was lost, and he needed guidance. It tugged at who she was, and while it frustrated her that she felt this need to help him on his journey, she could use this to do something else. She could nudge him down a path he wouldn't have normally gone.
"I could help you, but you could do it on your own. You seem more than capable of doing it on your own, only everyone could use a little help from time to time." She continued to give him the magical equivalent of ecstasy.