The very thought hurt her more than the series of events that led to the question.
"Leave for a while, and everyone forgets about you," Amare said, as she picked herself off the floor. "Haven't you heard about "Amare the Undying"?"
Outside of a vague sense of familiarity, she had no idea who it was she was speaking to.
OT: I believe that you were in old god form the last time she saw you.
"I mean, sure," she continued while taking a quick look around, "I wasn't exactly a household name for those not interested in the martial arts, but that was only because most of my fights were deemed too brutal for television. Anyway, as you can obviously see, I'm not dead. Still, I suppose I owe you something for the time and effort you wasted- even if it wasn't asked for."