He did kind of jump into it. Perhaps a little too quickly, considering how Lucas was trying to catch up. "Ah, my apologies. I shall explain."

The Antiquary lifts a hand as he clears his throat, letting that motion go into simple gestures to aid his words. "What I mean by divine parentage is precisely that: one of my parents hails from a godly pantheon." The other hand then joins in. "The god in this instance is my father. My mother is human. So by definition I am technically a Demigod."

A small smile punctuates the silence that follows, letting all of what he says sink in.