For a moment, Greg's simply bewildered. He rests one hand on the shoulder of her living body. "This living body of yours just fought off three goddesses by itself. All I did was throw a light show and a tantrum, but you took them on." He can't overstate how super cool that is.

"Blanche has gotten this far by pulling people away from their strengths back home, where your old friends can't help." Whether or not those from home actually qualify as friends or not is not the point. "He's not used to fighting people together. He's never seen you as a team."