"'K!" Anti piped happily, if only just to agree, given how he was fairly certain he'd never "talk" to Spandexman again. Maybe over the journals, but that was typing. There was a difference.
A difference that need not be pointed out. After standing for a moment, rocking back and forth on his heels, just watching the adult of the room, until ten seconds was up and... Cake was quick to run over to X. Hey, he'd waited for another command- there hadn't been one! "'Ey," The kid had gotten down on all-fours, matted (and less spiky than normal) hair getting a bit in his face. How annoying. "Can I, uhm, uhmm--" Aw, he couldn't remember how to say the word.