[ There's a distinct exhale of air from him that sounds pretty much like pffft which is basically what it is in response to her first argument.


Her second one with her push on his nose has to receive something else, though, bringing both his hands from around her to catch either side of her face as she looks away in her laughter in order to pull her focus back to him. ]

Normally I wouldn't dream of agreeing with you, but...

[ Totally ignoring her touch at his nose, Masamune leans in until their faces are barely a few inches apart. His thumb shifts to gently glide over her cheek now affectionately as his voice becomes quieter. ]

Maybe I could get behind such a claim.

[ Tilting his head a little to make it so there's no potential of him getting any closer and their noses colliding, he goes to move forward only to actually fail to advance the rest of the distance and instead uses his wandering thumb's new position to help him pinch her cheek and proceed to pull on it. He pulls his face back enough to give the effect of reassessing the situation before modifying his apparent earlier last statement. ]

...Or not.

[ Masamune has never lost at being immature, either, and there are no plans to start now. ]