Depending on the place a person grew up in, their thoughts and instincts would take shape in a certain way. That was natural.
Michael was not someone born in the Lionheart Kingdom.
He was not raised in its rigid layers of rank and blood.
He came from worlds where, at least on the surface, everyone was equal.
On Earth, money and power still created distance, but people walked the same streets and stood in the same lines.
In Aurora, strength mattered, but the system did not say a non-supernatural was lesser than a supernatural.
Just a few months of playing noble in the Land of Origin were not enough to rewrite that foundation.
Bowing to others was not the problem.
He could bow to a king.
He could bow to a beggar.
He could bow to a child if he felt it was worth it or if he felt like it.
What he could not accept was bowing because someone believed other lives were lesser by birth.
Fearing to open his mouth because of his background was also not something he accepted.
