[ Yata makes another sound, although this one is a little more strangled than the yelp from before. That flush is definitely spreading further now, and quickly.

Although there's still a fond look lingering on his face as he reaches up and playfully ruffles Saru's hair in return. ]

I know your mopey face. You can't fool me. I mean. It's also a lot like your bored face and your emotionally-constipated face, but there's still a little bit of difference.