[Oh this is definitely going towards a fight. Spike's fangs come out instinctively. Spike isn't even entirely aware of it, though his teeth feel a lot pointier for some reason. He lets out a low growl and reaches for his gun. Because let's face it, if it comes down to a fight between him and a guy with a sword on a horse? He wants the damn gun.]
Blame my bloody mentor, then. Lazy git won't come find me, guess I've got to go find him.
(GYAY)
Blame my bloody mentor, then. Lazy git won't come find me, guess I've got to go find him.