"From my understanding, yeah. More or less." He narrows his eyes a little at the bots, and makes a shooing motion. "Don't think you lot's meant to force this stuff on us. We don't want your help. Now scram."

The bots start muttering about how Arthur and Cloud seriously need a makeover, but they do finally leave. Maybe it was the glitter as proof that Arthur has very much already received his makeover that did it.