Where it was coming from didn't matter so much. Marjara still narrowed her eyes, before leaning forward enough to lift her hand and bop Tucker on the back of the head. Not hard. Not the point. It was meant to be more playful than anything, as she resettled herself on the couch.

"Be Tucker. That's more than enough, isn't it? Titles really aren't all they're cracked up to be." Her nostrils flared with a huff. "Though the religious ones? Definitely the worst."