[ The Iron Bull is pretty used to being a monster giant among ordinary men, though (and dwarves ... man he loves dwarves) so he isn't too bothered. However he's also picked up ways to make himself a touch less intimidating. There's nothing to lean or sit on, so he slumps, keeps polite eye contact, gives a friendly smile. ]

Mess with them like, say, smashing them to pieces to use for weapons.

[ Yes. ]

What if I go careful-like? Gotta say, some gaatlok wouldn't go amiss right now.