Something clicks partway into place in Tristan's mind as he sees Arkain's description of height. He immediately turns his attention to the lizard, not noticing the Stranger's anxiety yet. "Arkain, you're under an enchantment. The Tiger is at least two feet shorter than you see him, and seems hardly threatening. Someone is trying to tear our party apart." He looks to Ritter, "And we won't stand for that, will we?" He looks to the albino Tiger, "Do you know who would have done this...?"