In honesty, Kristoffer doubted whether he'd have noticed if she'd grown or not, so he'd take her word for it. Less impressive than his growth spurt, anyway: he played quidditch, and things, his stature mattered.
"I don't know," Kris replied - girls aren't supposed to be tall; it might have been an easy statement to agree with, but he wasn't interested in giving the impression that he wasted even a second thinking about dumb female affairs, and hypocritically he especially didn't like Frida's habit of asking for affirmation. It just made her sound like she wasn't sure of anything.
"You're still shorter than Seneca," he pointed out dismissively, as his only contribution to this conversation. Not that Seneca was his favourite relative - no, he enjoyed winding her up as he did all his sisters - but he felt as though he saw her more than any of his sisters, at Lucius' house in the holidays on top of at the Slytherin table or common room most days.
"I don't know," Kris replied - girls aren't supposed to be tall; it might have been an easy statement to agree with, but he wasn't interested in giving the impression that he wasted even a second thinking about dumb female affairs, and hypocritically he especially didn't like Frida's habit of asking for affirmation. It just made her sound like she wasn't sure of anything.
"You're still shorter than Seneca," he pointed out dismissively, as his only contribution to this conversation. Not that Seneca was his favourite relative - no, he enjoyed winding her up as he did all his sisters - but he felt as though he saw her more than any of his sisters, at Lucius' house in the holidays on top of at the Slytherin table or common room most days.
