He regards her for a long moment, eyebrows quirked up in open surprise and consideration. He assesses her. He takes a long, silent moment to card through the implications. He has met those from a few worlds, now, a few eras of Earth; he has yet to meet a myth, particularly one breaking out titles he doesn't recognize. ]
I have carried a lot of names, over my myriad. [ He tips his head in mild thought. ] But I haven't heard that one. You might be thinking in local equivalents. Like I said, the mechanics of death seem to be a bit regional.
Also, give yourself a bit of credit. [ His expression settles into what is nearly a smile, weary at the edges. It does not reach the black oil-slick of his eyes. ] I'm sure I would remember you.
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That's interesting.
He regards her for a long moment, eyebrows quirked up in open surprise and consideration. He assesses her. He takes a long, silent moment to card through the implications. He has met those from a few worlds, now, a few eras of Earth; he has yet to meet a myth, particularly one breaking out titles he doesn't recognize. ]
I have carried a lot of names, over my myriad. [ He tips his head in mild thought. ] But I haven't heard that one. You might be thinking in local equivalents. Like I said, the mechanics of death seem to be a bit regional.
Also, give yourself a bit of credit. [ His expression settles into what is nearly a smile, weary at the edges. It does not reach the black oil-slick of his eyes. ] I'm sure I would remember you.