[Lavenza-the-butterfly starts flapping around excitedly at those words, enough that he half-heartedly puts his hand over his eyes to shield himself from it in his own facepalm.]

I suppose that explains my continued existence. But if you don't stop buzzing in my head, I'm still going to find a fly swatter.

[He... is not actually going to do that. The butterfly isn't even feeling threatened. But he's making the threat on the principle of the thing.]