There's an audible pop when Brainstorm rocks himself forward enough that the head pops free. That part is a little bit embarrassing, especially as the rest of the trapped fluid comes out after. Vaguely, he wonders what would happen to his frame if Spinister had fragged him again without freeing all that fluid. His internals could shift, definitely. Their bodies are kinda made for that.

Too late to find out now though.

"Wonderful, considering the last one exploded. Consider the canisters as payment for being a good sport."

Brainstorm is a bit sulky that he lost the fire flower crystal. And his lab is a disaster area. He sighs and rolls off Spinister's lap, sprawling on the floor just to the side of the mess they made and flops an arm over his face.

After a moment, he moves it.

"Do you want this to be a regular thing? You get me stuff, I give you a shower, energon, maybe a frag. You do have that enormous baby to take care of though."