Not exactly a question he'd prepared for. He stared somewhat blankly at the man for a spell, having no idea how exactly to answer that. With, obviously, the facts, he didn't feel he had to pretend otherwise, but it was kind of weird to blandly spell it out.
"...not so much," he said. "I don't know why, I'm great."
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"...not so much," he said. "I don't know why, I'm great."