He laughed, and told them partial truths, that it wasn't just one aspect that was tested, but everything. That The Cave only truly rewarded those who had fully mastered themselves, rather than just a few bits. The Golden Swing Wing was the item of the hour, sitting out in the open, at his elbow, many admiring it, but no one stupid enough to challenge a god that had survived that deep into The Cave for it, even wounded as he was, and especially since he was providing the drinks.<br/><br/>Once back, he caught Ama and held her close, his face buried in her hair, one hand running up and down her back, wincing slightly as his newest wound protested the catch. The arrival of the others earned a gesture for them to sit, before he pulled out the file of the fight against himself, not realizing he had forgotten to delete part of it. "Wanna get everyone else, so you can all scream at the same time?"<br/><br/>Once everyone was there, he had already pulled out the prize he had earned, placing it on table next to him, before playing the recording, and taking several pulls during the five minute fight with himself, letting the medi-constructs work on his wound, not bothering to hide it.