"I'm nearly thirty," Krem playfully grumbled, narrowing his eyes just a touch as he gestured with his wine glass and spoon in combination. "Don't let the height and young face be deceptive. And you can't be hardly older than me, if you are at all."

He hummed though. "But you're right. Some of the younger generation does have a certain lack of manners. And there are an awful lot of teenagers in this city."