"Oh, but you're dangerous! See how you fight me off! It's impressive." He blows a raspberry against the hand at his face for all those few seconds its there, though he does as he's told, standing behind him, arms crossed behind his back and waiting patiently.

"Though, if I could be allergic, couldn't you too? What makes it so different with you sniffing around in there? Can't take you either." He see's a flaw in that, though he doesn't mind being dragged around to another different dimension. When he tells the chief he'll at least get a few good swears from him. "I would be. So long as I can talk in them. That first one wasn't exactly my favorite."