No amount of stomping down on the attitude was going to stop Spin from sassing Tarn. It's just something Tarn will have to live with now.

"Oh, what, and miss out on the face that fanboys keep swooning just speculating over?" Still, Spinister has the grace to turn away, taking the pause to go grab a container to put the soiled rags in.

"How's your throat feeling anyhow?" he quizzes over his shoulder. He'd seen the way Tarn had gingerly touched over the wound.