So he says. But it's a simple matter, to give someone a name and expect it to mean something.

[Like naming yourself a god in the first place, really.

Not that she has a better term to give Steve at the moment. Just what has been said before.

That shield must be more versatile than it looks, Maketh thinks. Though it's not the strangest weapon she's come across. If someone with a sword can stand against a gunship and win, then surely a shield can serve a similar function. Either way, Steve isn't carrying a blaster. That means he's confident enough just with the shield. He doesn't strike Maketh as a stupid man, therefore he's skilled and she's been given no reason to doubt him yet.]


Really? [She sounds vaguely interested in that, watching him curiously.] There are rumors of it in my home, but they are almost always tricks of some kind.

[Hoaxes for some greater end.

It is not the case here. Maketh tightens her jaw.] Yes. An act I don't intend to repeat.