The System Lord watched from the depths of the shadows, eyes glittering. Curtains fluttered nearby, but he stood as still as the very guards at the door. He said nothing at first, electing to study Jamie, seeing how he searched and what for when he thought he wasn't in the presence of a God. He watched the man savor the air; for all his bravado, the time in the cell was having an effect.

Would the man try to satisfy his curiosity? Hunger and thirst? Would he try to find a weapon. Sobek remained where he was, waiting to see which Jamie would choose.

The God's voice seemed to come from all directions. "You are of the slave race yet you possess technology that is not within your mental capacity. Explain yourself."