Steven laughed nervously, bowing his head slightly as he spoke again, "No, no… there's no way someone of your stature would recognize a lowly one like me."
Now Rex was even more confused. Power? Stature? Me? His mind roared in disbelief, but outwardly, none of that turmoil showed. His features didn't so much as twitch. His posture remained unshaken, hands resting loosely at his sides, shoulders relaxed, eyes steady. To the crowd, he looked like a man standing above it all, calm, serene, untouchable… as if the chaos around him was beneath his notice.
"…Are you sure you aren't mistaking me for someone else?" he asked flatly, his voice steady, almost bored.
