Oh, no, I think I'm still the good-looking twin.

[Jokes are good, jokes giving him a chance to clear his throat under the guise of laughing at his own dumb jibe.]

I've still got this jawline, after all.

[He glances down at himself, and, well, he's still got that barrel chest thanks to his ribcage, but the rest of him is...awfully bony.]

I've got chicken legs to match yours now.