[It sounded like a tagline to a movie, some melodramatic telling, hopefully by Morgan Freeman. He could picture it in his head in a way, but also...couldn't.

Because--]

Okay, you make us sound like heroes. And we're not. At all.

[Had this guy met them? Really?]

Like, I'm a badass, sure, but they're not. [See: the sword. The fact that he's kept this alien temple safe for weeks now, all by himself. The Chosen One title.

See: absolutely nothing else.]

Are you sure you don't have us confused with another set of Reds and Blues? Because there are others.