He doesn't need me to tell him to do the right thing, he does it just fine on his own!

[URGH. Why does it feel like this conversation is going nowhere fast? Yusuke doesn't even know where the hell any of this is coming from. He points at Blake again and snaps:]

Look, why the hell do you care, anyway? What, didja run out of things to bitch at me about, so you decided to just get a bug up your ass about me giving some kid a hairstyle you don't like? Get a fuckin' life!