If anything, the fact it appears to mean so little to Bariyan just gets at him more. Eridan holds grudges, feels threatened by even the slightest implication that he's not good enough...many, many stupid insecurities that he couldn't ignore even if he wanted to. He equips his wand from his Sylladex, which simply appears as the weapon spawning out of nowhere and right into his hand.

"Yeah. Yeah, you wwere. If Ros sayin' so ain't enough to provve it I'm thinkin' I better go ahead an' provve it myself."