Anzu stifles his giggling, but he's still smiling at Hawkeye—not unsuggestive, but maybe with not as overt an expression of interest as Lev is wont to have.

"Ziskayt, really!" he says. "Please. Thou hast done nought untoward. Please be at ease."

He sighs, and squeezes the bridge of his nose—the gesture uncannily reminiscent of Lev doing the same; clearly one picked it up from the other, though the exact direction of the borrowing is unclear.