A shadow passes over Bayek's expression, there and gone in an instant. His fingers tighten over the globe, but his voice is even, not betraying his feelings on the matter. "That I will not argue with. I am Bayek--"

There's a pause there. 'Of Siwa' is the phrase that wants to complete the rest, but can he truly say he is, anymore, having settled the Hidden Ones in Memphis? Doubtful; what made Siwa home is no longer there, and neither is he. On the other hand, Bayek can't and won't reveal what he is, so he just leaves it there for a moment, dangling awkwardly.

"And you, traveler?"

Then he laughs, smile going all the way to his eyes as he glances up at the bird circling overhead. "Ah! Someone who has learned to look up. What a rare skill you have mastered!"