Hawa's eyes squinted in slight displeasure as he found his hair being fluffed and resisted the urge to go making a horrible mess of Patrick's hair in return. Instead, he made a little sound like a disgruntled growling, though his lips were still tugged upward at the corners. "Try not to spread it around."

He shifted, though, cocked his head slightly. "That so? I guess I could spare some time, since I'm up now and all." Arms were lifted, stretched above his head as he cracked his knuckles, rolling his shoulders.