[Honestly, she's like 5'7". Which isn't extremely tall. You wanted tall, you went to Ingvarr.

She shakes her head. He doesn't even have the decency to hold his hands up. But he does look like someone that might know his way through a fight... or believe that he does. Halfway through the window like that put him at a distinct disadvantage either way.]

Yeah, guess what? It's not. [she retorts, adding in a roll of her eyes.] It's not really mine either, but if I'm supposed to live here then I'm not letting anyone just break in.