Digging for answers

[Nora Saint-Clair]

She'd been rarely in the presence of such things, and to see what could only be explained as god power in front of her, she gasped. Of all the things to expect, in a million years she never would have expected this. 

"So then, that means you're, a..." she stammered at the end, not quite able to say it out loud. She grew up with an image in her head of the gods of mythology, and they were always larger than life, immortal, and magnificent beings, and Eliot was, well, just Eliot. 

"And you are here because you know..."  It was about this time that words failed her and she looked to Claude, hoping he would pick up the rest.