He couldn't help but cackle at her card, an almost devious look hitting his face. His hands moved outward as if re-measuring her size with the open space in front of him. He remembered when Psyche was puffed up like a balloon, it was amusing to him. "Do you waddle like a penguin?" he asked giddily as he imitated such a walk for a moment when he got out of his seat to demonstrate, drawing eyes and attention around him.
Being one month or almost two out of captivity had taken a while for the flighty god to get his mojo back, but as he giggled and joked around, it was only a phase. He had sprung back to life as happy and bouncy as ever.