Jedao waves off Sharon's statement. "That's because this case was an example. Winning didn't come with anything," he says, "When it matters, I'd already have the reward in hand. Then they can't take it away."

No one argues whether he won his battles.

He focuses on Sharon, on the fabric of spacetime between them, and less drags than slides himself across it. In the blink of an eye he stands before her. "Simple," Jedao says, "I'm not human."

Ba thump thump. Not something he's shared, and she's not a Legend or Myth. It's not about finding the one. He likes her.