The Ork snorted. "I shoulda figured you'd try and talk your way out of this," he leaned down, bending over double to look the elf-girl in the eyes. His sloped, pointed skull with its deep brows and his great, protruding tusked jaw dwarfed hers. He looked like he could have bitten off her head in two bites like a boiled egg. "All you elves are good for is hiding your weakness behind big words. We Orks ain't never been smart, but we don't go around pretending we's something we ain't!"