She's tempted to flinch when she gets flicked between her eyes, but...well then. To see her suddenly so forceful makes Mari's heart skip a beat, and she's almost tempted to swoon and give in, but...despite the red mark right in the middle of her forehead, the coy little smile is back in action.

"Well well well, aren't we impatient..? I did get a bit caught up in more...delicate matters, I admit...but, I'm afraid my hands are just a bit full, at the moment."

Just for good measure, she gives her right breast a squeeze; as if to say, her hands aren't budging, there's some sort of magnetic force keeping her palms here, she can't move suddenly, don't make her take her hands off of these--

"If you want to see them, why don't you take it off yourself? I helped your beautiful mammellas out, isn't it only fair for you to return the favor?"