Marks looks up in awe as the giantess stands, wincing slightly as her weapon clanks against the ceiling.<em>Man I've really gotten myself in bind, she got her weapon drawn now.</em>He inwardly groans.<em>I better be careful not to piss her, or I'm so screwed.</em>Outwardly he still attempts to keep his calm and collected composure.<strong>"It's an honor to meet you then, Magna. To be honest I don't think I've ever met a real giant or giantess before. You kind is much taller and mighty then legends depict."</strong>The mercenary pull his arms behind the head to cradle his neck, which was starting to ache from looking up at Magna. He watches to see how she receives his last words before continuing on.