Now that was the best damn thing he'd heard in... well ever. Molly's entire countenance lit up at the sound of such a hard, genuine laugh from Caleb, positively beaming as he watched the approach of the calmer two seem to set him off all over again. They weren't as aggressive as Barbar was, nudging around his feet and ankles more like cats than anything, brring inquisitively while Barbar continued their one-gourd assault on Molly, who crouched down to stroke the aggressive pumpkin with a grin.

"I was worried Barbar would bruise themself if they smacked into my hoof too hard so I had to get him something to give him some cushioning and well, how could I say no to this ridiculousness?" A faint, considering hum. "Maybe I can teach them to do a little choreography. Dip them in paint and have them roll out a dick or something, she'd think that was great."