Ordinarily, Spence might have laughed at the sight, just before asking him if he was alright, but right now he was busy being self-righteously angry on the behalf of his best friend.
"What the hell do you think?" he snapped right back at the man, rolling his eyes. Shouldn't it be obvious what he was on about? Zephyr couldn't really be so thick as to have done what he did and not know how stupid it was.
Or maybe he was. At the moment, Spencer really wasn't sure.