No, I was not pulled in here. Ah... [how to explain this to an outsider... Ives looks briefly lost, gaze distant as if lost in his memories. When you're a man literally taught about in history books and mythologized in folklore it can be difficult to consider someone doesn't already know who you are. What is even his deal.

He frowns, but eventually catches himself up in the moment to answer. Frankly. As he always is.]

I was born human, in the First Age of this world. That was before we kept time. I became a giant by drowning in raw magic, which revived myself and my sister. From then on we were... well, I am as you see me now. I live and die and live again, but my memories return to me in adulthood.

[a slow blink, his vision looking less hazy]

Does that answer make any sense? I can try again.