"I wouldn't compare him to a mortal to his face." Judging by the smirk, though, Zerxus himself wholly approves. (The blood in his head pulses, pain blooming behind his eyes; he does not visibly react.)

"It would mean he got out of his cage, but that was probably inevitable." His fingertips alight as he looks down again, and he just seers the blood away. Sorry, Steve, that's a fresh new wave of carnage in your nostrils. "When you say home - he can't be the only god who wants to make trouble."