The awkward positioning coupled with the fact that they're stopped in broad daylight on a busy street might encourage laughter in a man of lesser severity but no one has a stiff upper lip quite like Sasuke. That said his expression doesn't remain wholly impassive, eyes actually widened in surprise by the time Stiles looks away again.

"... I don't get you." Well at least it's mutual. "Why would you want to make me laugh?" And after asking that out of all the questions he could think of he presses down on one pedal again, slowly building up their momentum to be able to take his other foot off the ground.

"I don't have many hobbies to share but I live in a one bedroom flat. I'm eighteen, I'm a Leo, my blood type is AB, and I'm allergic to three kinds of tree nuts: Brazil nuts, cashews, and walnuts. If you tried to poison me you wouldn't be the first and I've been sent to the hospital for it six times. Your turn."