“Ah yeah, med-di-tate. You fight like fist fighter! Shortfang only see few fist fighter, like you. Shortfang wanna Be fist fighter when young, but he too small, fist don’t hurt enough.” Shortfang finishes up his meal and piled the plate on top of themselves before drinking more ale. “Hey hey, what’s grandparent? They like... Greater parent?” He seemed confused at the term. Might not be something kobolds are familiar with.