Chloe just continued to smile heedless of Arokleth's flat tone as she chittered on excitedly.  "What are you talking about, sill? 'Harrassing?'  It's only harrassment if the other person doesn't li-"  Suddenly the grin froze on her face.  Her right hand, which was out with her index finger extended in a lecture-type pose, didn't budge an inch.  The girl's question had caught her completely unprepared, and it showed.  Capable as she might be coming up with strategies on the fly in combat, the swordswoman absolutely failed when it came to real-life improve.  It was nearly a full minute before she managed to recover and give a dismissive shake of her head.  "No nononono no!  That's not it at all!  It's just, since you're younger than me and so cute, that's the only thing that you can be!  Yeah!"  Even she had to admit that the 'yeah' sounded more like self-reassurance than anything else, but she wouldn't allow herself or Arokleth to dwell on it.  So, before her sister had time to speak, she swooped her up again and dashed down the halls to find someone to prank, leaving only her trailing "Muahahahaha!!" and the discarded, already forgotten, helmet and breastplate behind.