It makes you strong. [ He adds his own interpretation, since that’s what he’d prefer over “unique”, even if he’d said as much. ] Maybe not the kinda warrior-strong that’s really my preference, but I’ve relaxed my standards in the modern era. You don’t exactly get as many people you can easily call warriors when things have advanced enough that you’re not having to kill for your meals.

[ But unlike some gods, the advancements of the modern world hadn’t bothered him too much. It’s the way things go, since mortal societies just worked that way. They might die and even die easily, so progress is the only thing that truly survives. Plus, just personally speaking? He digs the modern world of the Fifth Sun. As is evident by just the contrast in how he chooses to dress versus Quetzalcoatl. ]

But anyways. I’ll take second best. No problem for me. Whatever Kowloon has lacking in the survival part is going to be more than made up by the actual war goin’ on.

[ He peeks at a shop that catches his attention, but doesn’t stop walking or talking. It’s likely to catch Silco’s attention, though. It’s one of the smaller stands that’s essentially a grab-and-go for basic drugs that are fairly easy to find up in the cities above too. ]

How’s Kowloon feel about all that, anyways?