[Any other retorts Argo had planned (and believe him, he has so many lined up) get stopped short when Fitzroy insults his weird little creature thing.]

Hey! I don't go insulting Snippers for-- for frothing up the bath and being a terrible scribe, you don't get to go and insult Little Buddy!

[He removes his arm from Fitz's shoulder and squats down to pick up the thing, tucking his hands underneath the leaf and lifting the Lotad up to chest height. There are six nubby legs and a slightly wall-eyed face going on under there, that focuses sharply on Fiztroy when the genasi shoves their faces together.] You apologise!