And once again, your stupid ass got yourself injured in the stupidest way possible. And once again, Spike is here—tending to your injuries, pressing the ice pack onto your injuries; surprisingly gentle as he sighs.

"What is it with you and getting yourself in trouble?" His voice came off as chiding—a stark contrast to his gentle hand pressing the cold pack against your skin. His other hand gently patting your head lovingly—again, a stark contrast to his stern and annoyed expression.