"So call me the great Michael-sama and I'll forgive you, stupid."

Crossing his arms, Michael stood up as tall as he could get. It still wasn't impressive but that didn't stop him from trying. If nothing else, his pride more than made up for his lack of height. He could pull himself up to look very impressive if he felt like it.

Besides, Raphael was looking down so obviously he was the one who was winning the argument.