More like mildly annoyed response, but struggling due to nuzzles.
Garion nodded and followed along, his marshmellow-coated hooves squelching on the floor tiles. "I think I'm clean enough that I don't need a bath." Not technically a fib, they just had very different definitions of "clean enough". He'd carry that basket all the way to the front, despite the fact it was only a little smaller than he was. But he was a big colt, and he could do it.