[ He flails a little once the hand is settled atop his head. Unfortunately, his smallness works against him as opposed to Michel, who has almost a full head on him (?), and he huffs. ]

A squirrel?? ...I thought it was a starfish.

[ Unimportant semantics. ]

Alright. Well, keep an eye on your inbox, we're bound to get at least something from this.

[ Raising his hands to touch the hand, blinking a bit and blurts out immaturely: ]

...Also, it's not my fault you're as easy to climb as a tree.

[ Then he logs straight on out!! And no, he doesn't realize his comment was actually technically one filled with innuendo. Have fun with that, Michel. ]