For once, he doesn't allow it. He closes his hand into a fist, not tight, but a clear no. He does listen quietly, staying quiet even after for a long reason. "Apparently thinking like that about me makes you a fool. I mean, I hurt everything I come into contact with even worse than people who do it on purpose."

His tail finds a plank in the wall and slowly starts to rot it. He can hear MK's growing frustration.

"But I know you don't really care about that. You're both too nice."