Nit slightly raised the pitch of their voice to mockingly mimic Axe's statement before correcting the code, which their phone had previously stated was incorrect. They were easily annoyed indeed, although this was just a slight nudge for them. "<span style="font-family: courier;">Nyuh, quiet, you</span>," they grumbled, talking in a slightly gruffer tone. "<span style="font-family: courier;">I knew that... And come on, I'm a... hungry person by... biology. I can't help those... kinds of feelings</span>."<br/><br/>Touching Nit the way Axe did revealed it to feel strange and alien to say the least. They felt icky cold, almost like a corpse left alone, and far too slick and squishy to be considered to have "normal" skin. It was almost like their body was composed of a thick slime. Nit snickered like a child from having been poked regardless, them being extremely ticklish around their abdominal area. They seemed rather cheery, until Axe began making her remarks.<br/><br/>Nit was not completely turned off by them, but they irritated them nonetheless. They were easily annoyed indeed. "<span style="font-family: Courier;">What? Am I that... fat to you? Oh, that's not cool... I can't digest... fish, and chicken is kinda gross. Didn't want to... tell your brother so... I wouldn't look bad.</span>" Nit could be heard grumbling to themselves in exacerbation. Truth be told, Nit could digest fish just fine; they just thought it tasted worse than iron nails with liquefied grass to drink. "<span style="font-family: courier;">And don't you dare... tell me about losing weight,</span>" they continued, now sounding quite offended. "<span style="font-family: courier;">I've done a... whole lot with this gut. Plus, I... look a hell of a... lot threatening to most. Keeps people from... wanting to mess with me</span>." Gazing into Axe's eyes as they continued curiously observing their body, Nit ended their mini rant with a hushed, "<span style="font-family: courier;">That... includes <span style="font-style: italic">you</span>, Clock Shagger. I've heard... that eldritches get real wild when... they do what you long... to do with me. Even if they're... fatasses.</span>" Nit narrowed their eye, their chuckling gradually growing louder and louder as they saw fun in their own innuendo alongside the playful touches. They then lightly pushed her away with their foot, their ticklishness getting the better of them.<br/><br/>If Nit had lips, they would most certainly be smiling. They allowed the all-familiar tune that Axe played to fill the room for the short while that it existed. It really put emphasis on the phrase "short and sweet". "<span style="font-family: courier;">You know, I'll... allow that. Let's have you dictate... a few things for once, eh?</span>" Nit leaned back on the recliner as they spoke, allowing the foot rest to spring up like a rabbit's ears and resting their hands on their stomach once they were comfortable with their new position.