Totally your fault, Tim. He was perfectly fine without having a little yellow butterball show up and make things chaotic once again. And while Lavi'd offer him something to chew to simply get him to go away, Lavi's panic doesn't have him thinking that way.

Oh, shush. You can fly and he thought you had a grip on his shirt. Unless you're just too heavy to hold yourself up~? Seems like Tim needs to go on a diet of things to eat~ And always beautiful, even small. Big would have smashed the trolly car after all.

Goddamnit, don't give away his location. Lavi grabs at Tim and keeps a hold of him, hissing. "Knock it off! I'll give you something to eat later, just stop it."