[Rhus has to shake his head. Perhaps he might never understand what exactly the boy is saying, especially when his narration is far different from anything Rhus has ever heard of, but he understands the gist of it. Perhaps.

Perhaps?

Hopefully.]

All right then... I'm going to create an awkward position for myself but I must ask. [He places his hands on his hips and leans forward.] What do you feel or think about myself?

Feel-- your impressions, what you think. Not simply saying or doing merely because I asked.