Once Brainstorm was off of his lap, Spin slowly eases off of his knees and onto his feet, taking a moment to brace he hands against his thighs. Heck but that bow really packed a punch. Getting up right now might not be a terribly good idea but, again, there was the issue of time limits.

Cycling a deep breath, he eventually straightens up and gently tucks his cord away with a little wince, letting his pelvic armor slide shut. It's only then that he turns back to Brainstorm, flipping a rag from one of his compartments.

"Honestly, I was visiting you just because I wanted to hang out," he says as a matter-of-factly. "And to steal your shower. But if you want that kind of an arrangement, I'd be pretty happy with it. There's some neat stuff in the wastes."