His reaction only makes her grin all the more. She loves pushing his buttons. She just can't help it. Somehow she suspects that he'll forgive her. If not within minutes, then surely within days when he finds something else to be sulky and moody over. But that's just the way he is and honestly, for as much as Squall can sometimes irritate her, she's not sure she'd like him if he was anyone other than himself. In those slivers of darkness, she finds a brilliant light.

Maybe he just doesn't always recognise that it's there.

As he continues, she stops mimicking him and simply sits on his words. He thinks she's good with people, hm...? That's a high compliment and she's not sure she agrees. "Mmmwelllll, I just kind of open my mouth and words come out." Smiling again, she clarifies, so he knows she's taking him seriously. "I don't always have a plan. In fact, I never do. I just kind of rattle off whatever's first to come on out. But this also means I... definitely say some wrong things at the very wrong times. Unfortunately." He should know. He's been on the receiving end of that.

Actually, they both have foot-in-mouth syndrome, don't they?