[Cain doesn't know why he's suddenly mobbed by trolls, or why they are covered with paint. All he knows is that suddenly he is both covered with trolls and paint and that is really not how he wanted to start his morning!]
[After recovering from being crashed into, fortunately in a way that did not involve also crashing into Feferi, he grabs Eridan by the shoulder and stares quizzically.]
Glad to see you've got the holiday spirit, aside from the fact that crashing into me isn't part of it.