Seemingly bored with his balancing act already, Mao leapt off the divide. Well, of course just jumping off normally wasn't showoff-y enough, so he did a little flip, landing on his feet. He absently adjusted his suspenders, hooking his thumbs into them and snapping them a few times, eyeing the other man as he did so. Once off the divide Mao's eyes were slowly darkening to their normal shade, his power turning off for the time being.
"Oh MY God!" The exclamation burst from his lungs, followed by peals of laughter. It was the tongue comment, his sick puppy mind had lit up with way too many images as soon as the vampire man spoke.
"Eaugh, how does he use it?! Isn't it all sticky, though?" He wasn't purposely trying to piss off the other mutant now, he was simply taken over by over excited, childish curiosity, not even thinking about what he was saying. Mao laughed again, at himself, unable to come up with why he hadn't considered the uses of Vic's tongue before. It was like, the first thing he should have thought! Maybe he wasn't as perverted as he considered himself, that was a shocker.
Though his tone a second ago had a touch of 'Ew gross!!' in it, he quickly began to snicker, mulling things over, apparently changing his mind.
"Wow, man I bet its like real life tentacle porn..." He canted his head to the side, wrinkling his nose before blurting out, "Fuck, I'm jealous." He frowned then, as if he actually was. And well, he probably was.
"Some guys, yanno, have all the luck." He shrugged, shaking his head like some old timer lamenting the way the world had changed.