Unlike some people, Spin hasn't managed to piss off a small city and get exiled. He's just tagging along out of contractual obligation. A lot of people probably didn't even know Spinister existed for the most part.
There's an air of something like smugness about Spin at the way Tarn slumps under his hands. He has the grace not to comment on it and the touch stays professional instead of turning pokey, but it's definitely smugness. He gets too concentrated on the gross sludge he starts pulling out of the crevices in a moment anyways and- eugh!
"Holy moley, when was the last time you got a deep cleaning up here?"
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Unlike some people, Spin hasn't managed to piss off a small city and get exiled. He's just tagging along out of contractual obligation. A lot of people probably didn't even know Spinister existed for the most part.
There's an air of something like smugness about Spin at the way Tarn slumps under his hands. He has the grace not to comment on it and the touch stays professional instead of turning pokey, but it's definitely smugness. He gets too concentrated on the gross sludge he starts pulling out of the crevices in a moment anyways and- eugh!
"Holy moley, when was the last time you got a deep cleaning up here?"