Artemis scoffed again. "No one has been where I have been, least of all you." He straightened his suit jacket, or what was left of it and tried to look more dignified. Like the Fowl heir should look. "I have not stolen anything." Recently. "And what is your obsession with giving me food?" He knew he was thin, Holly always told him about his pale face and figure but really, mentioning food three times in as many minutes was going a bit overboard.

He was tempted to scoff for a third time when mentioning safety. But he didn't. His mind had drifted back to looking at Holly's own mismatched eyes and Butler's face. So he said nothing else and waited for his answers.