Gamzee snarls and violently thrashes, although it does cease for a moment when he's punched again. He's clawing at every bit of Spain he can reach, and trying to buck him off. It proves futile, as Spain is much heavier than him, and he stops a moment. His chest rises and falls impossibly fast, and his eyes burn a vivid orange as he hisses. "Ain't doing MOTHERFUCKING NOTHING. And this NOTHING is certainly NONE OF YOUR MOTHERFUCKING BUSINESS, HUMAN. Also, I suggest you GET THE FUCK OFF ME."