"Well, I tricked the gods, it's not unreasonable to assume I'd trick humanity, too," Prometheus replies diplomatically. "And technology has always been a double-edged sword, even something as simple as building a fire. It's why I gave humanity the gift of forethought, too, to help them make the right decisions."

Which has gone... well, pretty good, in Prometheus's opinion. Climate change? Just some growing pains, the humans will sort it all out shortly...

"There are even some scholars who draw comparisons between me and your brother! The clear difference being that I can rock a beard." He grins, trying to inject some levity into the conversation. "And excuse you, I was patrolling the Nexus during that terrible winter, I had to lay a smackdown more than a couple of times." He nods his head back to the center of the training circle. "So... back to the beginning, then?"