[Noisy Boy... really isn't upset by the loss he took at Crash Palace, beyond his own shame at his performance in the ring. It's far away from here and now, though, and that's the important part, he feels.

He leans his head back with a low, almost sarcastic groan, of his neck pistons... punctuated with a harsh grinding noise that wasn't intentional. Lingering injury. Still, he tips his chin up slightly. Midas you are so uncouth. He shakes his head once after that - no, his processing capabilities are in perfect working order.]