"I'm really sorry I splatted you." "No, not another word. It's Turf War splatting is part of the game... Even if my back was turned." "You were just standing there." "I was, and you took advantage of that but hey it's Turf War. It's fun." "You liked it?" "Splat no!, getting doused with ink until I explode?" "oh." "Next time you get it, I'm hiding your clothes. Enjoy respawning in the buff."