We might as well try, right? Maybe we can start with just-- things you don't know about me?

[There's a lot he could say that wouldn't necessarily be a secret, but would be new information for her. And so, giving one of the flowers in his hair a little spin to test how attached it still is, he thinks--]

Let's see... well, before I came here, I fought a dragon?

[The flowers stay in place. Bragging doesn't count as a secret, clearly.]