For a moment Madoka is worried. The exact moment it honks into Devero's face, at least, when he startles and stumbles back. Her hands instinctively move to be in front of her face, to smother her gasp, but before she can even ask if he's alright, he is already very much alright, laughing at the whole thing.

"Well, it is as if you're pulling on its hair.."

.. She thinks, anyway? Madoka isn't too sure how animal anatomy works, but she can imagine it's similar!

"You wouldn't like it either if someone tugged on your hair, right, sir? It would hurt!"