(After having sex)
Nasir: Is it imagining or do we rise to heights unknown in wake of battle?
Agron: As all men do, when bathed in blood and victory.
Nasir: When Rome falls, I fear we shall split the heavens in celebration.
Agron: And fuck Jupiter as he plummets to the earth.
Nasir: Oh, you believe you fuck as a god now?
Agron: I boast but upon evidence given.