" Ohmygod. Ohmygod.” She also clung to him, face buried in the crook of his neck, her hot panicked breath moist on his skin. Did this mean she thought him a god? Mildly flattering. Then again, he could understand. With his greatness, he must seem so far above her. "

― Eve Langlais , Steampunk Cyborg (Mecha Origin, #1)