[Caviar's response is pretty much automatic because despite the horrible news Sparkling just told him, he can't help but smile again and swell with pride.]

Right again, mate! A gift from the...sea...itself...

[And noooooow it finally catches up with him. The captain's reflexive response gradually loses its steam and what was once a quick, cheerful explanation becomes a silent look of dread. Cutting his little speech short, both his hands proceed to grab at his head despite his prior need for balance. There are more important things than just standing up at the moment!

And as they grasp into what should've been a beloved ingredient, instead he's welcomed to thick handfuls of...what did Sparkling call it? Hair? He's hairy now?! The worst part is he can't even trick himself into thinking his precious caviar is just covered up or something, he can feel the strands connected to his scalp with each little squeeze and tug.]

Did they— They took my caviar?! [You know, up until now he was doing pretty good keeping it together. A good captain normally doesn't falter in the middle of an emergency. But this? This is personal!] How am I suppose to be Captain Caviar Cookie without any caviar?!

[At least Sparkling still SPARKLES.]