Sylvester: *he looks at himself, shocked at how his face is so red.* I- *he doesn't know how to respond*

... Slowly lifts Meier showing his own face to himself*

Sylvester: *he flinches, suddenly becoming flustered.* What?! No! I don't like anyone touching me! *he pouts*

I bet you let your boyfriend touch you... ^-m-^

Sylvester: *he takes your finger between two of his like he's picking up a piece of garbage and puts it away from him.* don't touch me.