He doesn't have a name? What, do people just ignore 'John' because it isn't cool enough? Did he get embarrassed, once he started being God? Maybe he always holds it back so it can be the punchline, so he can see the looks on their faces when he goes Really, you don't have to bow. Call me John.
(In his memories, they scrape the floors and tremble. They do not call him John.)
If the paper comment put him off-kilter, this brings the concern fully into his face. Still: John pauses for a moment to admire her recommendation. It's definitely a winner. He's adding it to the list somewhere above His Celestial Kindliness.
"A proper First name," he considers aloud, like they're workshopping this. "Unisimus Prime. That has a ring to it. But I think I'll stick with John."
The waiter returns, flips open his notepad with the same bright and vacant smile: You tried our pancakes yet? They're just the fluffiest things— "—I could eat 'em all day," John agrees, in unison. To Gideon he raises his eyebrows as though inviting her into commiseration about an annoying neighbor. "Construct. He's doing his best, really. What will you have?"
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(In his memories, they scrape the floors and tremble. They do not call him John.)
If the paper comment put him off-kilter, this brings the concern fully into his face. Still: John pauses for a moment to admire her recommendation. It's definitely a winner. He's adding it to the list somewhere above His Celestial Kindliness.
"A proper First name," he considers aloud, like they're workshopping this. "Unisimus Prime. That has a ring to it. But I think I'll stick with John."
The waiter returns, flips open his notepad with the same bright and vacant smile: You tried our pancakes yet? They're just the fluffiest things— "—I could eat 'em all day," John agrees, in unison. To Gideon he raises his eyebrows as though inviting her into commiseration about an annoying neighbor. "Construct. He's doing his best, really. What will you have?"