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Servants ? She must be rich then, or influent. Perhaps both, for all he knew. Well, having room to spare kind of hinted at that now that he thought about it.

Still, the idea of food at least was attractive. If he had to clean up one more filthy a** toilet, Xander was quite certain he would flip his s**t. The list of things he would rather be doing was more or less infinite.

"The chances that she will allow you to refuse are statistically non-existent, Xan." Oh, Isabella could tell what her companion overlooked. Or part of it. The Numbers that came from the woman were infinite, always in flux. Calculations blinked in and out of the AI's awareness so quickly that she simply could not keep up with it. It was what had made her notice the woman to begin with.

"Perhaps." Did he feel lucky ? Well, he figured it was luck enough than he and the others still in stasis were still alive. Still he didn't like leaving them - and Izzy - without anyone to watch over them for too long.

"...There are others." He finally said. "In stasis. Izzy can lock the door but..." He didn't like leaving them alone. At all. "...If someone could keep an eye on thing every now and then while im not there I... wouldn't mind as much."

"...That was surprisingly heartfelt of you, Xan. Are you worried about me ?"

Of course he was worried about Izzy. She was just an AI, yes... But she was, in a way, the only friend he truly had. Still, he remained silent on the subject.

A guard... Was better than nothing, at least. But then again, if Izzy kept the door locked... As long as the satellite had power, anyone would be hard-pressed to make their way inside.

He was likely just being paranoid, but being paranoid was better than being sorry.

"That should help." He admitted. "...That is where Izzy is, as well. The main computer, at least. This-" He held out his wrist. "-is just a communication device."

"I would certain like to have a look at this 'pantheon', Xan. We might find answers there. If there are current star maps, then we can find exactly where we are."

Izzy was right, he had to admit. Looking couldn't hurt. right ? "Can always go have a look, if only so Izzy doesn't blow a circuit or something." He smirked.

"Your attempt to blame me for your own interest is a weak one, Xan. I think you are losing your touch." Could a computer sound amused ? There was certainly the faintest hint of something the the computerized voice.

Significant other, hm ? That could also be dangerous in itself, if said significant other was the jealous type. "Really ? What does he does ?"

Quite the trick question, even if Xander did not realize it.

Still, he followed - Izzy was right, he was just as curious as she was, if for different reasons.

Curiosity was probably gonna end up killing the cat, but he did not have any other lead.

That was pretty vague, really. "Hmm."

"...Freaking..." Okay. This whole place, as far as he had been aware, had been extremely green and alive - kind of freakingly so, in it's own way. But this was even more so. And that building was huge.

"That's where those... gods you told about live, is it ?" Well, the name helped that particular notion. "You sure they'd want someone like me around ?"

"I'd believe they're probably powerful, to be called gods." He shrugged. Yes, he was still completely and utterly missing the point. "But there's many races who pretends to be gods out there. Goa'luds, Eternals...." He shrugged. "Troublemakers for the most part. They used the less technologically-advanced civilizations for their own gain that way. If they had others worshiping them as gods and giving them everything they needed, then why work for anything ? So, yeah. You'd have to forgive me if I say I'll believe it if I see it on that one."

A pink eyebrow rose in answer to that. Wait, what ?

"You are quite dense, Xan." Izzy chipped in, rather unhelpfully.

"So you're telling me you think she's a goddess ?" Xander was staring at the device on his wrist like if it had grown another head.

"Well, I cannot identify her genetic makeup."

"Then there might not be a sample in the database."

"No, Xander. I cannot identify her genetic makeup. There is not any."

"...Excuse me ?"

Well, the cat was out of the bag.

Ummmmmmmm.

Awkward silence was, definitively, very awkward.

That certainly was not the first time something like this happened, no, but this was the first time Izzy seemed to actually believe it.

"Ah... Um..."

Silence.

"...We were heading to the library ?"

Xanderfail.

"...Right."

"Do not mind him. This is the usual reaction to something he cannot explain." Had Isabella been human, she would probably be laughing right now.

"Well, if you had sought fit to tell me that before..." He poked his wristband lightly. He really hated when Izzy did that.