[This cat (laguz?? are they laguz or) person manages to fluster him a little more with a comment like that, but it's kept fairly well-contained beneath his composure. He raises his eyebrows a little in tight shock at the snub he just received for his efforts before scowling in mild frustration. Hmph!]

Don't get ahead of yourself. That wasn't what I was suggesting. I'm only here to try making some Chroma.

[To be fair, he kind of deserved that. And he could have stood to word his request a little less... stiffly... because if that really was a pick-up line, there was absolutely nothing sexy about it. Can you blame her for being put off? And for all he knows, maybe there are connotations to this whole moonlacing business he's not even aware of yet! Smooth moves, little tactician.]

All I need is your hand. Nothing more.