Noah watched the newborn Sovereign absorb his words, and he was curious how Skallagrim would react.
Because the autonomy was real, but so was the Mark! Skallagrim held his own level of independence, the first Apostle who could disagree and refuse, but he was still marked, still an Apostle of his Infinite Sanguine Mana, and if this being wanted to have a battle of contention regarding his own existence, Noah held a lot of leeway of control that he could exert at any moment he chose.
For now, he did not exert it.
He was... curious.
Skallagrim's crimson gold seas turned slowly as many things moved through them, and when he finally spoke, his deep voice came out measured.
"Descendant of THE True Human Emperor." He said the words carefully, testing their weight. "Do you understand what you are asking my existence to accept? THE Sleepless Fiend is not a father the way small kinds have fathers. He is a personage of such immense power that distance means nothing before him."
