Fisk chuckled at the various reactions to the mention of being branded like livestock. Rubbing his arm where Aura had punched him jokingly, he laughed some more. These two [i]screamed[/i] gullible with their faces, and Aura definitely looks like she can take a joke. 

“Pah,” Fisk playfully scoffed, “You just had to go ruin my fun, didn’t you, Aura?”

Turning his attention back to their soon-to-be members, he broke down part of his illusion, allowing his tail to show. As long his broke broke out of free will, he didn’t mind too much. He curled his tail forward, pointing at the Fairy Tail mark etched onto the side. “Buzzkill lady here is right, though,” he said calmly, “marking doesn’t hurt in the least. Not to mention it looks cool, to boot!”
Once he was done showcasing his guild mark, the tail disappeared as though one would expect to see a mirage dissipate. With a curious look to Aura, he gave her an intense stare. With a perplexed look, he investigated her closely, eyeing her in a very un-stealthy manner. “…Mm, Aura, where’s your guild mark, anyway? I don’t think I see it…”