“I get it, I get it. Said I was sorry… uh, well, anyways, um, can you let me out from under your belly now?”
“…to be honest, I didn’t quite think that far ahead. Well, you could probably just lift me with your magic, right?”
“…oh yeah…”
A bit of extra air can do wonders for an argument! Especially if it’s in a perpetually underinflated belly, and being used to squish your roommate against the floor at the time.