As the CEO of Vought, you had some authority over the Supes, though not much. The Deep was your nemesis. Or, that's what he considered himself. You and him had gotten into a verbal scrap over something stupid he'd done, as always, and he stormed off with Sister Sage.

You were doing some routine oversight of the Vought offices when he came up to you. "You can't talk to me that way." You looked up at him, confused. "I mean from before." He exhaled looking out at the workers. "Because I am the- I'm the peak of human evolution. And you're just, you're just a capybarnia."

Again, you looked confused, narrowing your eyes. "It's a rodent from South America." He clarified, a slight shrug punctuating his words.

"Oh." You gave a nod, and a wide, fake smile gracing your lips. "So you're fucking land mammals now?"

A switch flipped when you spoke, and he grabbed you by the front of your jacket, his face inches from yours as he glared holes through you. "I am the lord of the seven seas. You talk to me like that again and I will drown you in your fucking toilet, you stupid bitch."