[He looks around at the sound of his name, and spots her pretty much immediately. Hard not to-- Mabel stands out in a crowd. His face lights up, and the Granbull's little nub tail starts wiggling.]
It's me!
And-- oh.
[For a second, he kind of looks at his hair in surprise. Most people usually just brandish a hairbrush at him or recoil in horror. And in all fairness, there's probably sticks and small animals in there. But he does have that heavy metal aesthetic, even if it's unintentional.]
[He hops down from his mighty steed, who is already making a beeline to sniff at Mabel's shoes, which are comically tiny compared to the Granbull's enormous head.]
Um, I don't do anything to it.
Except wash it sometimes.
Because the humans and also Lust all get upset if I don't.
[Action]
It's me!
And-- oh.
[For a second, he kind of looks at his hair in surprise. Most people usually just brandish a hairbrush at him or recoil in horror. And in all fairness, there's probably sticks and small animals in there. But he does have that heavy metal aesthetic, even if it's unintentional.]
[He hops down from his mighty steed, who is already making a beeline to sniff at Mabel's shoes, which are comically tiny compared to the Granbull's enormous head.]
Um, I don't do anything to it.
Except wash it sometimes.
Because the humans and also Lust all get upset if I don't.
You really love it?