[Asking what a high school career is is prepared, but his first distraction comes by way of reverting back to admiring while Miyuki finishes putting the outfit on. He's really out done himself! Miyuki should've picked the dress so Alois could've easily made fun of him the whole time they're trapped here, much easier pill. And, then, of course, he forgets to ask for the time being when the older boy mentions his height.]
Am I! [with a tone that sounds akin to Oh no!] I don't know. Am I? [He glances at his own legs, raises his pupils and irises upwards despite the inability to ever see the top of his own head without tilting it toward a mirror. He was the same height as other boys at ten, has he had a growth spurt? Would Claude tell him?]
Well. You're pretty... stra... pping... for a sixteen-year-old, aren't you, hm? [If he doesn't sound sure enough to even be asking this, it's because he isn't.]
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Am I! [with a tone that sounds akin to Oh no!] I don't know. Am I? [He glances at his own legs, raises his pupils and irises upwards despite the inability to ever see the top of his own head without tilting it toward a mirror. He was the same height as other boys at ten, has he had a growth spurt? Would Claude tell him?]
Well. You're pretty... stra... pping... for a sixteen-year-old, aren't you, hm? [If he doesn't sound sure enough to even be asking this, it's because he isn't.]