[No it's definitely cute. Sometimes he gets that way too, though it's difficult to tell with this cowl on.]

You are quite right, unfortunately; they go straight to one's waistline instead of the biceps.

[He pauses as Caspar not only crams the entire thing in his mouth, but talks around it. The Exarch chuckles lightly and turns back to the cookies so he can resume icing them in geometric patterns and polka dots.]

I had to learn to feed myself when I was studying away from home. The food was tasteless and bland, whereas things tend to have a bit more flavor in my homeland. I further refined my skills when I found myself caring for a child.

Do you have any 'hidden' talents?