[She's making her moves slightly slower than he is, which admittedly irks her a little bit — not everything is a competition, Carmen, and there's no actual timer here anyway — but she's also deliberately keeping her choices quick and within a second or two of his, as though they really were playing with a time limit. It's the principle of the thing, and besides, it's fun.

She takes his bishop. Taps the mug.]

At raising a teenage girl, or at raising one who's entertaining a crush on you?

[CARMEN, STOP SHIPPING THE TEENAGERS, JESUS. But really, this is actually a pretty good conversation for her to have anyway, given her relationship with Hiccup and the fact that she's basically becoming his adopted mom anyway.]

Don't spoil her. It'll be tempting to, because you're close and you like the companionship as much as she does. But she needs to have the space to pursue her own goals and someone telling her that she can get them herself. She needs to fall down and get back up on her own merits. And she needs to have chances to solve her own problems without always looking to you for confirmation that she's right. Sometimes you'll have to let her be wrong.

[She taps her lip thoughtfully; she's not going to deny she was a rather unusual fifteen-year-old, so not all of her experiences are going to translate. After all, when she was sixteen, she found the Titanic about six days before Dr. Robert Ballard did.]

Has she challenged any of the gyms yet?