173 Nanny Duty

Lu'um gazed at Reed in the eyes, in an attempt to discern whether or not he had truly meant what he said. Her vision pierced through his environmental suit and physical body, all the way to his soul. It wasn't that Lu'um didn't believe Reed's explanation; for the most part, she was more than willing to keep an open mind. 

For a brief moment, Lu'um had felt something strange. A foreboding sensation that she had only ever experienced whenever He acted without her knowledge in secret.

In simpler words, she had felt, albeit for a second, that He had spoken through Reed in spirit. There was a very particular tone — a melancholy, calculating cadence to His manner of speaking — that only He possessed.