"And that's right. Nor are you the king," he adds idly. "It's strange that they forget that, and even demote you in the same breath!" he laughs, uncaring that he's sharing facts that he shouldn't know. "The man you're talking about lived...for a long time after 'that', after all."

He had a life. Descendants.

And so did She.

He continues scratching the dog. "I'm just a herdsman, passing through. I didn't expect to stop anywhere though," he adds with that strange smile again. "...but...it's alright, as far as stopping grounds go."