She was starting to get those trickster vibes again, even if Mallia hadn't intended it. That's why she didn't go for the tray of goodies, instead crossing her arms as she listened. But she allowed her pets to have what they like - they crawled onto the tray and began snacking.

If Mallia was some sort of conwoman, Morgana didn't want to fall for it and become indebted. If Mallia was just naive and being as overly sweet as the chocolates, Morgana felt uncomfortable taking advantage of her kindness. Lose-lose.

"I'm good. A rock-star like me needs to watch their figure anyway." A lame lie - if Morgana was any thinner, maybe a swift breeze would take her down. "Besides, where I'm from, this sort of magic always has consequences, even if they're unintended. Hard to break that way of thinking."