Wangnan seemed to be chittering right back in conversation, or in fight? Viole wasn't fully sure. Looking up at Emil and then past him in the tree. With a quiet nod, he grabbed onto the branches, climbing up. Calling him wasn't going to get him to stand down from the ground. That much he knew.

He didn't go all the way up, stopping and holding on. It was the silver, metal accessories in his ridiculously long hair that started to move then. one of the locks moved at his will, reaching up the rest of the way to swipe gently at his tosker. Wangnan squeaked in annoyance down at Viole and turned, grabbing onto the odd weapon and hanging on as Viole lowered himself back to the ground, carrying the grumbling pet on his hair as he went.

"Sorry. He get's rowdy."