Shoving his hands over the paint streak, Spinister's armor flares in righteous fury.

"His FACE," he snarls, livid beyond words. "Is LITERALLY an emoji ALL OVER THE NETWORK."

A couple of long seconds tick by and then Spin realizes he's basically given away just who it was he'd been visiting. His face twists through a peculiar series of emotions before finally settling back on being angry because he hates Tarn and that's what he's sticking with.

"AND STOP LOOKING AT MY BUTT."