[Steven's gaze is met with Solus' own, his cat-like smile never dropping.]

That is a talk for another time--for it is of no consequence in the present. But know you this: your words and mine are but wind, till the truth of them is put to the proof.

I doubt not that Jack met his mortal limits, nor that his limits are impressive among those of his kind. But limits are not universal, try as this realm might to stifle me, I will put the proof to my claims ere long.

[Man is it gonna be embarrassing when he doesn't.]