"Oh really?" Look at that terrible, terrible grin. It might even be worse than the rooster's sullen gaze of promised gore. At least the rooster is honest and upfront about his intentions, rather than playing friendly.

"Funny. My husband happens to be a mage himself, and yet he's a perfectly muscular kinda guy."

Angeal's husband would also have some choice words if he tried to make him do bakery work, and is kind of cheating in the 'mage' department, but that's a wholly separate matter.