Well, as long as a squire isn't a pseudonym for 'child' Steve is quite fine with the comparison. It sounds better than how the tailoring woman had described it when she was fitting him for it.

"I drink beer."

The reply is as straightforward as the eyebrow raise he's giving you Harrowheart. Why is this so shocking to consider? What is that drink Harrow is shoving into his face? Hard liquor? No go there. He's got to be here all night and that's a quick trip to Bad Idea city.