He was totally content laying on his stomach in the ditch while he thought out his plan of action. That was until he was pounced on and his first thought was paint. "pingo white." sucked to be whoever that was. He also got some of his own paint on the shoulder of his shirt but it was totally expected and totally worth it. Glancing over his shoulder better when he heard the voice he let his eyes go wide a bit. "merlin! Sorry, Girlfriend." whoops. Why wass he on his back anyway?!

Then he noticed the paint flying elsewhere and he smirked to himself. "game time." peeking up from his ditch he saw the other colors flying as he casted more white in the directions from whitch they came. "Pingo White!" all over, towards Nigel and Professor Airey mostly seeing as how he shot off in their general direction.