Quiet Eyes

Aaliyah smiled at her brother's reassurance, even though she was aware he spoke both to her and the voice they heard. As Archon answered, Aaliyah found herself more and more curious. What was the voice to question them about their beliefs? Was it some sort of messenger from the Fallen God? Archon looked at her as it asked yet another question, catching Aaliyah with her jaw slightly agape as he had been conversing with the voice naturally. "Oh, no..you go ahead. Whatever it is, it wants you. I'm still lost as to how I can please our Lord anyway." She whispered to her brother, letting him know she wasn't willing to talk to a voice she didn't see a body for. Trepidation stopped her, caution, not fear. Or so she convinced herself. She kept thinking the creature could be a divine sort anyway, and that made her a bit nervous. "Aside from that, I have an aversion to talking to disembodied voices..." She tried to make a small joke, but it came out with nerves rather than caution. How odd she may have seemed, to shrink away from what could be a messenger of their God. Why was she so nervous? Because she was spiritually lost?