Stella heard his words about being born like the other gods. Unfortunately, words hurt right about now, both hearing and thinking them. She looks at him through barely cracked eyes when he mentions reincarnation and what ever else. "These will quit, right? They've only been getting worse." She isn't proud of the little bit of a begging tone that had snuck into her voice. She closes her eyes, trying to fight of being tired. She soon loses the fight, her head drooping so that her chin rests on her sternum. The headaces/memory thing always leaves her tired when they abate. She doesn't wake until they get to their shared apartment in an old part of Cairo.