[He sort of defended you, you bratty mop. Saying Rin probably didn't have paint on him gave you an out practically. Kinda.]

[So you're getting a stare back. Even though he was in the hall.]

So you were painting someone.

[Don't mind him. Shizuo's just going to get a cigarette out to smoke. Keep on with the confrontation, Rin. You've got someone around to keep the fake prince distracted, at least.]