Then what you fought were not Orks. [Unless you were murdering Ork babies, which...Gadriel would have zero moral problems with, just saying. It's just not a flex.] The ones we face are often taller than I.

[He's safely switching back to 'not impressed'.] Next you will tell me that your dragons are the size of rippers.

[Ouch. Ouch. Triple ouch, even. Just stab him in the face next time as that would hurt less than prodding right into his insecurity.
Do not mind the two to three minutes it might take to get his face back in order. He is trying to keep you an ally but this talk makes it difficult. ]

I shall kill anyone who tries to harm me. [Which is basically saying he will have to be attacked first, but after that all bets are off, pointy. ] What of pskers though? Their attacks are cunning and often invisible.