Bug frowned slightly, and one hand clenched into a fist.
"...You're not my father. He would never speak like that...He didn't hold himself so high." Bug says....before pulling back a fist, and throwing it forwards, aiming to clock Drac, or the Drac esq thing, in the jaw.
This thing wasn't his father, and if it was, well, something was manipulating him. Bug knew Drac. He wasn't arrogant, not in that sense......