"You were.. metal, it looked like." she answered with a tilt of her head, somewhat curious about how it all worked out. "I guess that doesn't really have the malleability of flesh, I saw the way the harpoons bounced off of you." she may or may not have been planning on pouncing and phasing him and the girl when the first one hit and ricocheted off. It hadn't been necessary. "I can see how they'd tear if you got bigger and became metal, yeah." she admitted and gave him a small smile. Alright, so not showing off, fair enough and the fact that he looked sheepish too mollified her the rest of the way.
"That's a plus. The material didn't look like it breathed but if it's not uncomfortable then it must in some way. She had seen him move too, it looked like it had moved with him fiairly well and.. damnit, why had she been watching him like that anyway, that was what got her into the whole infirmary situation to begin with. Maybe just because he was big and metal or something and it's hard to look away, yeah, that worked, it was a good excuse in her own head.
She twisted and wriggled, trying to keep the bowl away from him when he brought the orange towards it. He'd have to reach around her or hold her still to dunk his orange slice. Not that he couldn't do either easily and the first without even really touching her. It was more for show than to really keep him out of the chocolate. "Are you comparing me to your little sister? Ugh.. why? Why does everyone always stamp little sister on my forehead the moment they meet me? "