He called you the priestess when I met him. I can't think of any other title that fits better.

[Once Mars is out the with Dow, Jupiter wants no time in joining her, the roof hrr first stop as she looks at the chaos going on out in the city.]

I don't know if it's reassuring to see that we're not alone in our technological trouble. I mean, CERES is supposed to be a huge company in charge of everything, right?