Autor wrinkles his nose in a fairly impressive manner.

"My word," the boy says, nearly trembling with fury. He shakes his head and clutches his fork. "I knew you were sentimental, but not this much! Just... just go stuff yourself, would you? And for pity's sake, don't you dare tell me when I can and cannot act!"

He shovels another bite of food in his mouth. Damn, but these truffles are delicious.