"Yeah well..." He wasn't going to argue with Krem! If he liked JW's weird bumpy face, so be it. He let himself be flopped backwards, unable to hide the dumb excited grin on his face. Oh boy! Where was this going to g--

JW lets out a half screech of rage--not at being raspberried but at not being the one to do it first. OH, this was war. He writhes underneath Krem, trying to twist his stupid gangly frame around so that he could do the same to him on any exposed skin he could.