"Oi, you're going to make me put up with him just because you want to tell him to eat his vegetables?" Kahl squawks, fully conjuring a small head of broccoli in one hand and throwing it at Zerxus. It bounces off his horn.

At the same moment, he shoves with his will - strengthened by petulance - and pushes Asmodeus's influence away in a circle around them both, for about a foot out.