Violet arches an eyebrow back at Courfeyrac in turn, and Marius is suddenly aware of how they are both very much flirting in front of him. He sighs, sagging a bit in his saddle. Pikachu gives a huff of breath, like he's resigning himself to a long afternoon too.

"I suppose it's only fair," she replies, her own eyes twinkling. "And I have seen a fair amount of you, sir. You do manage to make dirt look fashionable. That does take skill, I'll grant you."

Marius is rolling his eyes, about to fire back with a retort of his own, when Pikachu leads him directly so his face smacks suddenly against a branch.

He lets out a string of vulgar curses, all of which he learned from Courfeyrac, in fact, as he clutches his aching nose.