"Eleven inches," he said, a little less... wild. Nodding and smiling crooked. He gave Jim's shoulder a squeeze.

"But, Jim... you were important too. If I hadn't gotten that ride from Stark, I was aimin' to steal a truck. And when I ran outta gas, I woulda walked the rest of the way."

He finally found Jim's eyes.

"And I woulda done that at 5'4'' too."