[Snivy immediately poses at the finger frames, looking smug and getting in a little close to Eichi's head, pressing against his hair and then huffing in annoyance when those big old horns get in his way.]

Fufufu~

Maybe I can choreograph something quickly, though I've never needed to write for someone quite so small. And you won't be singing either, hm?

...Have you ever performed, Fox?