[ROOD. He's grown like a sixth of an inch since he got here, how dare you.
Then again, he can't see thought bubbles so his indignation is kept to a minimum as he reflexively reaches for his eye, the covered one. Oh, she meant the other one. Drops his hand and huffs.]
No. Just my pride. [Then adds because he's still a little miffed and can't leave well enough alone.] You realize they can fly, right? You wouldn't have hit them. [Just innocent hah!, unsuspecting people who have done you no wrong.]