[Oh, they would mostly definitely prefer you manhandle the body they're manipulating than to do any of this nasty behavior. Some world away, some other time, Newton Geiszler would be far too excited at the prospect of getting kissed by — ha, probably most of this crew.

But they're not Newt, and they don't display such affections.

So they make an absolutely disgusted face at that.]

We'd rather not, thank you very much. Aren't you humans big on consent? Respecting bodily boundaries? I don't think Newton's giving his permission for such a thing any time soon.

[They're aware that they're saying this while using this body without consent.

But they're not humans, and they don't give a shit, so. They lean in, scowling.]

We could always bite the tip of your nose off.

[The finger taps still. Same five letters.

Three fast taps.

Three long taps.

Tap, taphold, tap.

Tap, taphold, tap.

Taphold, tap, taphold taphold.

Repeated, over and over.]

On his behalf.