Will winces as Rosinante goes tumbling back, but at least he recovers quickly.

The suggestion about a new skill makes him grin. "What, you want to teach me how to lie? As if I'm not enough of a problem?" Listen, he knows what he's about. "I must say I'm intrigued by how you plan to make a game of it. Did you have something in mind? Trying to fool one another with so-called facts?"

It could be fun. They don't know everything about one another, after all, and even less about one another's homes. Will thinks he could probably make up plausible-enough sounding science, if nothing else.