"Whose fault is that?" Not his. He's the spoiled one here. It all depends on how all of this plays out. He had lost that hand of strip poker to the Ringmaster, taken his loss with grace, and had planed to faithfully serve that debt as a well needed vacation. He had arrived in the Summerlands and it had been peaceful at first. After that it was playing against his decision to stay very long at all.

"Yes, yes. I wouldn't dream of getting into further trouble, dear Joker~♥" He raises a hand over his shoulder and gestures in a half hearted wave as he turns back towards his beloved water tank.