[And he stays still. It's subtle, but she may see the slight shift from his usual lineface and it's obvious he's none too pleased about this. His eyes glare into Monika's.

Jerk? Wow, how mature. His lips turn into into a frown at the poke, then it goes further down into a deep frown when she tilts his chin up

Oh he swear to Primus above if she so abuses this power to--

Oh.

To his surprise, however, she has him to put the mask back on. Not only that, she's given him an apology and said she won't ask to do it again. Huh.]

Apology accepted.

[And he sounds sincere, too. Guess he didn't need to tell her that mask was his comfort. Still sitting on his chair, he gets himself comfortable on it, as he exhales through his nose.]

I am still not certain why or what exactly made me want to listen to your orders, however.

[Was it something he ate? Hmm, probably not. He had reluctantly taken part in the feast, but that was a while ago before he met Monika.

..... How strange!]

I suppose I am in your command now? So, what's next then, Monika.