[ The saddest thing is that Quetzalcoatl had been absolutely right. In fact, that alone should clue in him that all gods are different, same way all mortals are. But he knows that, obviously. He's met both Quetzalcoatl and Tezcatlipoca, gods who couldn't be more different.

He just wants to somehow rile her up or put her on the defensive! Hmpf. Well, not today, not when he's wearing such ridiculous shirts. ]

You are correct. I do not care about what you think of me. Yet I shall not tolerate for you to speak of me in such terms.

[ It's not because his opinion is the most irrelevant opinion to have ever existed since Ishtar's, that she's going to permit for him to call her such things! ]

I would be more than pleased to ignore your existence. [And she had, really. He's like Tezcatlipoca! Stalking her even though she'd rather be left alone.] But you will not because you only live through opposition to others. What a sad existence.