Information garnered: yes his double knows him, and is Unhappy about that fact (understandable), but also his presence is in and of itself... bewildering somehow? The Spirit barely has time to process any of that though before suddenly! Seaweed attacks!

"Fuck!" The Ring-Spirit dodges pretty darn gracefully - tombrobber reflexes long outlast the original body apparently - but then he Realizes.

The purple, the seaweed... a pokemon, duh. A pokemon picking a fight with him. And he's totally taking that challenge, because he knows what good decisions are. He snarls at the sand and briefly glowers at his double as well. "Convince ya boy you're not part of the pokemon or you're part of this."