He huffs, but her shortened teasing wins her favor. He doesn't sour towards her, this time. Of course, he doesn't look all that happy either. Her mood is always bright and a little mocking-- like he usually is, and it bothers him just as much that his first reaction is this. He tries not to think about that.

"Ugh. No." It's admitted rueful and reluctant. "And don't offer rope, I am not going to practice a lasso."