Alright, fair enough. To someone about the height, if not the full size, of an elephant, the animals must not seem all that large.

"People in my world top out at about seven, and even that's fairly rare." He doesn't feel like explaining that even in his world of shorter people, he's still short. He feels that well enough next to Rosinante. "And the teeth... what about them? He had a lot."

As a kind of demonstration, Gregor rolls up his right sleeve to show an older set of scars, what appear to be the tooth marks of something very large. Something with an uneven number of teeth on either side of its long jaw, which appears to have bitten him on the forearm.