“Ah, you spoiled it!” Handy said, having been sneaking up on the pair of them, carefully stepping on small stones amidst the muck to get across the mire. He was half covered in dirty water from his fall but had a large smile on his face. Spike’s eyes had widened when he turned to see him, since unlike Whirlwind he hadn’t heard him coming. “I was going to give you a spook.”