"Truth," Duncan said, deciding to be the brave one here to put a stop to the string of dares.

Loki leaned back comfortably. "What was your most embarrassing moment ever?" he asked.

"That would have been a production of Romeo and Juliet," Duncan said. "Quite a while ago. It was an old-fashioned production. All roles played by men. My role was that of Juliet."

He cleared his throat. "I may be a Scot and used to wearing a kilt, but those skirts and petticoats were..."

He trailed off.

Grinning slightly, Loki indicated for Duncan to spin the bottle.

Duncan spun the bottle obediently. It ended up pointing at Atlan again.

"Truth or Dare?"

"Truth," Atlan decided this time around.

"What's that egg thing you wear around your neck?" Duncan asked.

What else would he ask...

"It's called a cell activator," Atlan said. "It's keeping me from aging, makes me immune to poison and sickness, makes wounds heal faster, I can do with less sleep..."

He decided that was enough information and spun the bottle. It pointed at Murdoc.

"Dare." He wasn't quite ready yet to say truth... Maybe in another round, when he had a bit of an idea of what truths they required.

Though it wasn't like the white-haired man's answer seemed all that truthful... or likely.