Your help is worth a little more than that...

"So, you offer me fruits and berries in exchange for your life and the spoils of my victory?" You ask, raising an eyebrow. "A meagre snack as a reward for preventing your demise at the hands of a so-called 'hero'?"

Willow looks at you, eyes wide as she slowly steps back and away from your looming form.. She is fearful, that much is obvious, her Adam's apple bobbing in her throat as she swallows back her fear. Evidently, it does little good as she continues to look at you with terror in her eyes.

"W-Well, there's not much else I-I can offer you..." She stammers nervously, holding out her hands in an appeasing gesture. The skin on her palms is as dark as the rest of her, unlike most humans bearing a similar skin-tone, likely a result of her magical nature. "I mean, it-it's just me and my tree in this clearing, and the brook over there..."

You consider the nature of her offer, weighing the pros and cons of the choices available. Just leaving is always an option, but it's quite clear this little Dryad would rather you remain. Accepting her offer of food is the polite choice, if perhaps a bit risky given the nature of relationship-initiation between nature spirits. Finally, you could always just take what you want from her, but it's doubtful she would much like that, not to mention the other monsters you hope to one day lead.