"I'm-- grown... mostly. Well, actually." Taking the blanket with a pout he hastily wrapped it around himself. And then proceeded to get out of the pants and clothes because it wouldn't be nice to destroy them with growing too quickly. After, he plopped down on the floor, legs curled under him and the blanket and sulked.

That and a blush, because he wasn't going to put on a skirt. That would be an affront to his dignity no matter how practical the idea was. But now he also noticed he ached all over from the sudden growth spurt and well... he was a brat under the best of conditions, with a predisposition to whining.

And this is why he wasn't cute when he grew up. Shaking his head he sighed, sounding put-upon and... beginning to squint. "He is a jerk."