[ A god. Well, at least this isn't the first time he's run into one of those. With the revelation provided, Stephen settles a little, eases into the interaction. ]

Surprise. [ A brief jazz hand - here he is, astral projecting. ] Nothing as impressive as a god, I'm a sorcerer.

I wasn't expecting to be spotted. Sorry for sneaking around.

[ He's doesn't sound that sorry really, but it's the thought that counts. ]