[Yep. Okay. That was a stupid, stupid move on his part. He barely has time to register that fact before there's a foot solidly in his backside with the heel digging into the fleshy part of his buttcheek, much to his chagrin. He lets out a surprised yelp as he careens forward, almost faceplanting into the dirt in front.]

YEOUCH!

Watch the tail, wouldja?! [Pausing long enough to pointedly rub at his backside, he turns around to glare over a shoulder with a huff. Sheesh... Show a little concern and see where it gets you...!]

Okay, okay, I get the hint. [He just figured that a panty thief was more likely than say a shirt thief! As for the case of the missing sock--] It probably got lost in your bed or something. That's always happening to me.

[So if she finds random stray socks in her bed, she knows who's been there. Since what would a thief want with a single sock? Unless they happened to be a one-legged bandit??

Crawling further in until they reach an opening, Yato almost falls face first into the narrow room that opens up before them.]

Whoa--! Watch yourself here, there's a pretty steep drop.

[Once he's inside and on his feet, he turns around to offer her a hand.]