Bumble sat quietly as the generous knight magic'd the poor dwarf's body back together. A Hobgoblin's relationship with magic was distant at best, possibly non-existant. Goblinoids as a family were never good at it, they lacked the raw talent to pick it up and the patience to practice such an inefficient killing method in preference to more tied and tested methods, like shiv in neck. Generations of war later, magic is almost unheard of and anyone wanting to waste tribe time and resources fostering this skill has to go. As a result, and despite living around humans whom use magic for pretty much anything, Bumble was still weary of the Arcane arts and simply waited for Elias to finish, instead of distracting him and causing some terrible fate to befall the dwarf.

There was still no way he could pay for all her meals for the week. While one gold coin might not have been much to him, it was to her and it was impolite to just take it, even as a reward for having a relatively short conversation in a bar. If he wouldn't take the money, he'd have to take the food and he'd certainly take the oppotunity to chat her up again, he seemed like the sort of chap who wouldn't go down without a fight. He hadn't actually lied to her, his intentions were pretty clear and giving in like this was essentially protitution, but he seemed like a nice enough guy. Maybe he was only looking for some friends and this was his testosterone filled, backwards way of asking. Maybe he deserved another chance. 

"If you refuse to take it back then you'll have ta join me for dinner this week, considering you're paying for it and all"