You had a point? Bah! Who cares! You do not speak like the idiot scholars who have long mutilated the tongue of my people in their attempts to revive that which they so carelessly allowed to slip out of their hands.

[ There is a deep strength in his body, leagues beyond that of a human's but not quite as crushing as it would be were he fully divine; as a demigod, he's limited and constrained by his promise to Egypt and ma'at itself. Still, he's strong enough to be able to press his hands to Sebastian's elbows and pin them to his sides, holding him at arm's length as if examining a toy he's always wanted to have. ]

You are older than I thought, then! I figured you for something long of life, by your smell, but perhaps you are as untouched by mortality as I. Where did you learn my language? Are we contemporaries?

[ he is the pear wiggler now, and sebastian the pears ]