"Can't it, now? Quite a few people live their lives in cages, whether by force or by choice. Why, even I might fall into that category! Do you know, I'm the youngest of the Daedric Princes! And that's quite a feat, when everyone is supposed to be eternal and time doesn't quite work correctly. Do you want to know how I managed that?" He leans a little closer to Johnny, eyes glimmering darkly.

"They stuffed another god inside my newborn husk and hoped we'd both stay put forever."

He leans back, smiling, as if he doesn't have a care in the world.

"Now, now that I've gotten that off my chest... we agreed we'd be honest, didn't we? So do keep those lies you tell yourself out of your mouth, or I might have to rip out that silver tongue that's forming them."