[ His laugh is quiet snort beneath his breath before he speaks- ]

So that's how it is. Not only a heroic spirit but an acquaintance of the Gold King. You must tell me how you came to know one another.

[ He wishes to ascertain how much truth there is behind this servant's words. He will have to ask the god-king himself when he comes across him to confirm, but for now, he will entertain the claim for a bit longer. At least, until he loses interest. ]

I am no servant, but the king of kings and the one anointed by the Blessed Sky God Horus! Remember well the day you came face to face with the Great Ozymandias!

[ He presents himself with arms open, chest pushed out, nipple milk a'splashin.' Behold his greatness! ]