Well, yeah. [He shrugs.] I was a premature baby and didn't hit my growth spurt until I was eighteen. It's technically true.

[He's used to explaining the weirdness of his name to newcomers by now, though newcomers are rare in Berk City. He looks like he's about to protest when Jack orders the expensive seafood dish before he shuts his mouth as the waiter agrees, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair. Well, he did say he was paying. Looks like his credit card would be used and abused by this guy if given a chance.

For some reason he almost gets the sense that he's done wrong by Jackson just by existing, and he almost feels a little disgruntled, the feeling a bit naggingly familiar though he still can't put his finger on it.]

We were talking about your kids. And then somehow got onto the subject of my name.