Rus shrugs capitulation. It's better that way. Severus knows perfectly well though, that he's quite capable of acting on a whim. "That's not a problem," Rus tells him. "People hairs are ever so much easier than rhino."
"Thank Merlin for that!" he mutters feelingly.
"Especially since I'd probably hit that," He pokes Severus' nose playfully (but gently!), grinning widely. "And a potions master without a nose is practically useless." T2 is trying to look round without appearing to do so, just in case he needs to duck. It's terribly interesting watching a rather heavy-set man attempting to take up less space than he does. A defiance of the laws of physics may be in the offing. "Yes, well," Rus shrugs. "Accidents happen." T1 is still talking on his mobile, the conversation having gotten more heated at this last display. "Spin again?" Rus asks, smirking.