[He's definitely getting some pleasure out of how he can nudge her with just a look. Of course, then she follows it up with the attitude. It's a back and forth of emotions as they're both influenced by the suit. Some part of him wants her to just keep going, to please him at a cost of pain to herself.]

[he snorts at her suggestion,]

What kinda stuff do you think I can do? [this is the wrong mobile game canon for self-lubricating holes]

If you reeeee~ally need something to lube it up, [he traces a finger from her him down towards her slit] You're the one who makes it, right? Can I get my fingers nice and wet to help you out?

[he presses his finger up against the bottom of her swimsuit, curling the finger to identify where every little bit of anatomy was beneath the fabric]