Gav: Wait, Ma'at? How do I know your name?
Ma'at: I told you.

Gav: You did?
Ma'at: I described this as the "Feather of Ma'at." You're surprised because you don't normally pay attention enough to pick up on things like that.

Gav: Things like what?
Ma'at: The little clues in life -- A flirting girl's titter... Or the color of her eyes... Or, in your culture, say, a wedding ring.

Gav: You're married.
Ma'at: You're learning.