"You're so cute." He murmured, a high pitched mocking lilt accompanying it. While he swears up and down he doesn't care, he's been stewing since the incident. The incident being: a guy complimented you. And your reaction wasn't an immediate screech and/or hurling rocks in his general direction.

"Thank yew." He continued, mocking your voice this time. Or trying to - it's hard to tell with the distortion of his mask. Amidst his mocking, he only further brings you closer to him. Keeps a firm arm around your waist and your body as physically close as possible without either of you toppling over.