[When her hand leaves her side and it becomes apparent what she's going to do, Mugen has to curb the urge to weasel away from it. He'd said look, damnit. Not -

...

But if this is what it takes to fast forward through this whole convincing part, then fine. His scowl deepens to the point of jutting though, and the ear itself still draws back reflexively as she brushes the hairs around it.

Duh, they're real. And very sensitive; it snaps against his skull as though burned the second it gets released. What'd she think was gonna happen? That it was just gonna fall off like part of a costume? He doesn't play dress up.] Toldya.

Can't ever just take my word for anything, can you? [The only thing missing from that statement is a childish huff.]

Now c'mon, let's get a move on. This ain't the place to chat.

[Mugen jerks his head, indicating the direction they need to go in, and just starts walking. What he'd come out here looking for, well... That could be put on hold for the time being. Not like she had a chance of finding her own way out with that horse bastard's magic screwing with her head, as if he could trust her to be able to, anyway.]