He's not sure where she got the idea that he's smart, but okay. "Are the adults bigger."

Then he has to actually close his eyes for a few seconds because that was the dumbest thing he could possibly have said. Of course adults are bigger. They're adults. He opens them again at the sense of something moving, and holds very still while the kitten sniffs at his pants-- jeans today, rather than the combat pants. "It's just. It's very small."