Mental laughed and caught the arrow with his teeth. He chewed it up and ate it. "Thank you! That sure was a [i]tasty[/i] treat!" he said, continuing to laugh hysterically. "It seems you're trying to get away from the little rumble?" he giggled. "Well, I apologize, but I think I might delay your progress!" he said, laughing maniacally, then jumping forward and cutting Citrine's cheeck, lightly, just enough that a drop of blood came from it, and just enough that it would sting, a little. He landed on Citrine's head and then kicked off and back to where he was.