Following his outburst, she goes to open her mouth but gets interrupted by him again. Alluka can't help but smile at his indignity as she noses back into his neck. "Do you want me to do it again, then?" She whispers, breath ghosting over his skin. She wonders what's making her feel so honest all of the sudden, so fluid with her motions. It's like she's on ice, slipping through her words so quickly she doesn't realize she's actually slurring them.