[she likes it, as tsun as she is]

[. . . also she has such a love-hate relationship with that smug grin, jesus christ. with another hmph, Magilou twines her arms around Akira's neck and leans in, until they're nose to nose. she's stubbornly refusing to close that last bit of distance, though]

You can try, but as you know, I'm hard mode.

[ha. her mouth twitches into a grin]

Besides, you're too smug. Somebody here has got to knock you off your high horse.