"Miss mouth?" Burgundy echoed angrily. She had half a mind to use her semblance and vibrate the air right next to his ears at a drum-shattering pace. Tawne didn't know how much she struggled to stay on top of everything. She already had her weapon with her, so there was no use for her to pull her scroll out and call her locker. Her weapon was just a sword, but it was how she used it that made her a tough opponent. 

Then it was with the innuendos and jokes. She should have known that it was just a matter of time before Tawne started making his special batch of jokes, but it was already too late for her to do anything. Burgundy looked to Echo and sighed.

"I'm thankful that Albus isn't too impressionable. Tawne would have a little mini-Tawne if he was, and I'm not sure even you would be able to handle all of that."