He couldn't help but rub his head with a little pout even if it didn't hurt; it was all part of the act, all part of the play. And he made sure to do with the arm that wasn't stretched out behind her on the seat. That? That had to stay.

One couldn't just waste a movie like this.

"Pretty sure I've had my fair share of people call me 'god' again and again. Mostly while moaning." Catch that ever-so-subtle hint? A squint and you might miss it moment? "How many religious titles have you had?"