Hel huffed. “No, you did not win.” She muttered, and then made a surprised sound as she was twirled and then pulled back.

The ghoul made a soft snort at his comment and gave a bit of a nod. Well, it was true…but maybe she was just use to facial hair growing faster…considering the area she came from…yeah. Lots of burly reapers with big full beards that they could braid. “…Well, if it is any consolation to you, I think even the scareon pup scruff on your chin has character.” She stuck her tongue out a bit, and was content to dance along with him longer.

“Heh…Mac, I do not know the meaning of enough!” She chuckled.