[He stays where he is, frowning stubbornly at her. Eventually, though, he slowly lowers his arms back to his sides. Now that she's on his eye level, he seems a bit less fearful.]
Dumb? [He would probably agree that all humans other than Ghetsis, Anthea, and Concordia were the dumbest creatures on the planet, but why would that help her case? He doesn't get it.

He looks curious for a moment, almost like he'll wander out toward her, but he stops himself.] A trick? [He pauses and kneels to pick up his train again. He keeps his eyes on Paprika as he does so.] Most servants h-have red hair. Like you. [He pouts.] I'm the future king of Team Plasma. You sh-should address me as such. [The sentence doesn't sound like his own; it sounds more like something he's parroted from someone else.]