He rounds on the ever so helpful ex-pony, he glare evaporating into the sincerest smile a liar and a cheat can manage [a pretty decent one, methinks]. As a matter of principle, Dissent begins growling; Discord yanks him over into an impromptu hug which happens to cover the Pokèmon's mouth and restrain his feet rather efficiently.

"Who, us? We're just having a bit of fun, my dear. Tussle between new...friends." [nah, he didn't just jab Dissent in the ribs. That would be rude.]

"Mm. Mf-mM!" Translation: "Let go! Let-" The Absol's large pupils suddenly take in the uniform in front of him. I believe that might be interest in its eyes. It falls into contemplative silence, though its customary growl can still be heard faintly.