[That copper countenance of his contracts with a noticeable creak, steam hissing from the vents that were his cheeks, optics dimming slightly. Cute girl or not, she just wasn't making much sense at all to him.
Rabbit's attention is drawn away briefly, a twitch of his head and a flicker of his gaze from here to there (was he being Punk'd?) before returning to the girl with a look of mild confusion.]
...O-okay? Yer not makin' much sense, are ya, lady?