Krem pushed Noah gently, scoffing. "I am not a foot shorter than you, Ser. I know exactly what that dimension looks like against me."

It made it sound like he'd been against people that much taller than him, and he hastened to say, "I mean, there are a lot of people a lot taller than me that I've worked with."

It still sounded a bit silly. He pouted, and kissed Noah instead. "I'm not that short."