"I'M GOOD!" Sollux said, the mention of his (FAKE) sister enough to push his desire to get out of there to the running point.

He ran before he was slathered as thickly in the white viscous substance as Dirk was. Unlike Dirk, it would not blend into his skin tone. And he really didn't want a good natured Feferi rubbing it into his stomach and legs (the only really exposed parts of his body).

Sol headed towards Tavros, thankful to escape to someone soothing.