[Poinsettia began to sniffle, and began to nod along slowly.]

I-I will. And I'm sorry for not using the trams, Donnie. I-I didn't mean to make myself faint like that. [While Poinsettia is fully well aware that Donnie is just disappointed in them and not really that upset with them (or at least they hope so), the young hedgehog couldn't help but try to wipe away at the tears threatening to drip down their face.]

[Now looking up at the turtle boy with watery puppy-like eyes.] Donnie, are you mad at me? I'm sorry for not knowing any better, I will do better the next time I see a tram.