Wow, this thing had a really arts and crafts vibe to it. Vinnie flipped it back and forth, checking out both sides of the mask and the stick it was held up by. Nothing so rough he'd break it - he was used to handling delicate things after all, like flowers.

Briefly, he tested it out by holding it up over his own face - but that just didn't feel natural to him. As far as he was concerned, it wasn't an aid, it was a crutch.

Putting it down, he regarded the Spinarak seriously, trying to say his mind as gently as he could. "It's cute, but you can't hide behind a little mask all the time, Spinner. Y'don't gotta be afraid of giving people a piece'a your mind."