[Souma's quick reflexes surprised Altair. So he was more then just a spoiled brat? Interesting. He felt a rush of excitement at the thought of fighting him. It was even more fun when they could fight back. Now how to set him off? Souma was annoyingly calm but he did react to Altair throwing the necklace at him. He looked back at the necklace as he pondered his next move. His plan vanished under a wave of indignant anger at Souma's question.]

No! Why should I care if you are taller than me?!

[It did bother him actually. He hated feeling short when he was a perfectly reasonable height. Stop looking down at him like that!]

I meant a spoiled bastard that just barged into my room as if he owned the place! Is that clear enough for you!?