[ the fact that she can pull back and still smile at him after he does that is really a mark of her patience and endurance. Neuro mentally pats himself on the back for training her so well. His serpentine finger retreats a bit from its previous harrassment, though his hand doesn't take its normal shape again quite yet. After all, she still hasn't complied. ]

Of course, [ he replies, grinning widely and not missing a beat (no, he didn't, but it seemed like it would be more fun.) ] Do not question my actions. You're misunderstanding your position, Yako. Though I could surely provide you with an infinite amount of answers, the one being questioned right now is you.

[ not mentioning the 'getting in the way of work' bit. Honestly, he doesn't care if she thinks it will get in the way or not. She is his tool - no, his partner, and if he has a concern regarding her, then he's going to address it. That's the way things are. ]