"It would be rather hypocritical of me if I did," she replies. The head-butting is so bizarrely charming that she laughs a little, letting go of the straps on his chest so she can reach up and loop her arms around his shoulders, laughing again when she's thwarted by everything he's got on. "What is... why are your shoulders so spiky?" She can slide her arms around his neck if she's careful about it, and so she does, doing her best to avoid jostling his swords while she's at it. "Honestly, are the spikes really necessary?"