"Ergh..."

When the hand tapped on his back, Toxic didn't necessarily respond negatively. He didn't. He just really, really disliked physical contact, and his clothing was a part of him. Whomever the annoyance was...

The back of his hoodie wrapped around the finger before it could escape into the portal, and Toxic slowly turned around, scanning the rows of seats behind him with glowing white eyes, his grin growing in size.