The Crow had no idea what a metaphor was, so he didn't bother to respond to Luka's comeback. Instead, he turned to the two girls, who were introducing themselves. He nodded approvingly, and once they were done, he cleared his throat. "I am the Crow," he said. "I own the territory around Mario's diner and I know how to defend what's mine. I will also accept That Damned Crow, That Fucking Crow, Blasted Bird, Crow from Hell, Feathered Fiend and..." He paused, as if recalling something. He pointed at Luka with a wing. "What was that moniker you referred to me as when we first woke up here? Err, 'Midnight-feathered Menace', I do believe?" He nodded to himself. "Yes, I do quite like that. I will be using that in future. You do have a way with words, old chap, I will give you that." He then shot Luka a very smug look. "But I suppose it would have been cruel for nature to not give you at least one redeeming quality."