[Despite what you would think, Ain takes those comments on the nose and processes them as "friendly banter" i am so sorry Stan, he doesn't know what actual interpersonal relationships look like. It takes quite a lot to get on his bad side, just getting mad at him Will Not do it.

He just offers a serene, peaceful smile.]

Well, Mr. Loudmouth, if you look outside, it seems like Mx. Star is out there. [What are they doing...] The others are—

[You are all spared the other nicknames because Ain glances down at the body finally and yo what the fuck is it doing.]

—not important. There are crystals on him, but they weren't there when I came in. What's going on?