Oof, yeah he just got elbowed in the side, and he takes a step away from the clone, shooting it an irritated look. That was unnecessary. The slap was reciprocal. The elbow was rude. He won't mention it though, circling around so he's standing in front of the clone and pausing there.

"That's useful! I'll do that." He tosses his hands up as well in definite, mutual frustration at Garrot. "You see how sharing knowledge doesn't sound like speaking to a subordinate! I know what it sounds like when someone wants to bark at me until I do what they want, and that's exactly what you did! I won't stand around for it! I did that enough forty-five years ago."

He drops his hands, swiping across the air in front of him as if to cut that argument off there. He knows it probably won't work, but he's taking a deep breath, and petulantly muttering, "Fruit is bad for me anyway. And the tea is probably cold!"