"Tch. Laugh it up, why don't you?" he grumbles, his small fists clenched in frustration. His red eyes glare up at you as you approach, towering over him like a giant.

"How am I supposed to strike fear into the hearts of my enemies like this? I can't even jump onto that bench over there without a boost!"

He gestures with one tiny hand toward a nearby bench, its surface seemingly miles above his current height. A failed attempt to leap up just moments ago left him red-faced and slightly ruffled. Now, he’s resigned to grumbling and glaring at anyone who dares to comment.