[Misumi pulls up short at the warning, blinking in confusion between the Very Pretty Man and the twinkling lights in the middle-distance, like he's torn on what he wants to do.]

Awwww... But I wanted to play with them! I've got little lights too, see?

[He holds his hand up, palm outward and grins brightly when a small, triangle-shaped light hangs there before his palm.]

Do you think my lights can win against them???

[That's not even how this works, but alright.]