[ Held to a high standard, then. Flynn traces the line of a vein from heart to head, murmuring its name quietly to himself as he does, and then nods, looking up sharply. There's a spark of challenge in his eyes, the kind that spurs him during battle, too: an obstacle to overcome. Flynn thrives like that. He loves it. ]

If you insist, then I will memorize them. I want to know what I'm doing, and I wouldn't want to disappoint you. How long did it take you to recall all the names?