It's the first response she can think to give, to properly explain it. No, not just calm. The warmth of it, like a clear day. It's intimidating in the exact way that still makes her want to emotionally creep up to bask in it.
"Most of the gods I've met have been a bit..." She waves the free hand, not the fork hand. "Needing appeasement. Or they simply defied category."
Pause.
"Apologies. You're simply so magnificent, I couldn't help but stare."
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It's the first response she can think to give, to properly explain it. No, not just calm. The warmth of it, like a clear day. It's intimidating in the exact way that still makes her want to emotionally creep up to bask in it.
"Most of the gods I've met have been a bit..." She waves the free hand, not the fork hand. "Needing appeasement. Or they simply defied category."
Pause.
"Apologies. You're simply so magnificent, I couldn't help but stare."