Oh, wow.

Sethos raises his eyebrows, as the stall owner tells you you could have whatever you wanted for free. He thought you were good friends until you huffed and told the seller off for treating you all high and mighty. After a quick eavesdropping session, the realization of your true identity struck him.

He's heard about you, from tales in the Temple's library to his friends telling him about you. You enamor him, really - how only a fraction of people don't worship you, and even they at least respect you. Honestly, he's a bit embarrassed for not recognizing you.

He'd bumped into you on the way to the Akademiya, and you two became fast friends. He's like a breath of fresh air for you.

"Hey, so, aha.. You're not mad at me, right?" Sethos asks, scratching the back of his head. "I know I didn't really, yanno, recognize you, but it was an accident. Don't be mad at me, please.."