Oh, my litttle flashlight

"Well, that may change things!" He said, considering. Honestly he had never drawn the distinction between genders. It was there, obviously, but the thought of being kissed by either was equally improbable. "Life as a frog may not be that bad either," he went on, smile growing despite himself. "Plenty of food, hibernate all winter. Though there is that nasty side effect of everything trying to eat you, but still... Think you could hold the fort here while I hopped about searching for princesses or princes?"

Hunching down, he took a few experimental hops, then stretched as though limbering up. "Alright, I think I'm ready! Frogify me, my lady." This was said as dramatically as he could without busting out into laughter.