[Ralph growls at Turbo, balling up his fists. The insults are starting to get to him. Sure, he's got a bit more...blubber on him than most, but it does come in handy when he goes to the ice caps. And he thinks sea slugs are disgusting.

He's pretty tense and close to punching Turbo, but he's doing his very best to keep his temper in check. He's spent too many nights in the Locker already. They never hold him for long, just a couple of days to teach him a lesson.

The fish is a mangled mess and Turbo's been chewing on it, so it's unappetizing, but darn it, that was his fish. He's hungry and it's wearing on his mood.]

Give. It. Back.