"Who are you calling Dwelf?" dismount the High Bear. "I ask you please, ma'am, to not call me a dwelf. There are others not as forgiving as I who will slay you for saying that. I understand your misinterpretation, but others will not. Now do you have any drinks for free? If not, may I have some water please? Thank you ma'am. And please will not call me dwelf? Lucas will do. And thank you ma'am."