You don't give off that impression. [ but he shrugs, sitting back as he finishes eating at last, leaving a number of plates for hiccup to foot the bill for. oops. godly appetite. ] If you're so desperate for deets, why don't we play a game?

[ yessss. ]

An old game. A question for a question, and the answers can't include embellishment or wordplay, nothing but the absolute truth. Up for it? The winner is the one who doesn't get stuck on a reply.