[He does this little dance of approaching and licking, and then backing off quickly and baring his fangs at the spray... before going back again like he can avoid it this time. But he's never quick enough. When Danielle speaks, Konoe's startled like he forgot she existed, standing still long enough to let the water rain down on him. His ears twitch, flicking the irritating moisture away and he bats at the device viciously with his claws out.]
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I don't want any more!
[This is it, this is the tag.]