I'd have to be careful not to kill you so you can keep trying.

[Who's the villain in this duo now? Wasn't she supposed to be? But he just laughs, and she's right—he has a whole shed for stocking his meat. They don't stay there for too long of course, just long enough for any that are preserved to be well seasoned and dried before taking them to town. At some point he should consider investing in a freezer of some kind, but given the season, fresh is still best and more in demand.

Upon reaching the chopping table, which is kept fairly clean and well maintained he hefts the boar up and starts preparing, gathering all the necessary tools needed.]

Fair enough. I was almost disappointed I couldn't see your attempts to try and "win the princess's favor." Almost.

[Because he was said princess at the time.

He's taking off his coat, setting it to the side before he rolls up his sleeves, washes his hands from a nearby spigot, dons some gloves, and picks from one of the many axes, blades, and knives before getting to work. Chop chop piggy.]

So what did happen, anyway? Did you just like...disappear and return back to whatever void you were in before?

[Just a curious look over as he talks while working. He won't ask her for help out of courtesy, but he might later.]