PUSHES OVER

[He pulls a face at that comment, shifting slightly so he can pop his own piece of fish into his mouth, freeing up his hand again. Rude Baroona. He won't comment on the weight comment aside from that, though, and instead shifts so one palm rests against the floor in a half-pin to keep Baroona in place, face just inches from his.]

But, hey... [...] I swept you off your feet just now, didn't I?

[WINKS FOR EFFECT. But then he's ruining any half thought that it may have been some sort of corny smoothness by laughing obnoxiously, crawling up a bit more and grabbing for that fish with all his might.]