"Huh. I never thought about how they were doing food." She said honestly, glancing over book spines as they wandered through the library. Finger tips butterfly light over the books, as if touching them too hard might disintegrate them.

Perhaps he was right, about Gods of Creation can basically just make and fix anything. "It seems so strange to me is all. That anything can build what ever they want. It's a bit amazing, isn't it?" She said, pausing at one shelf to look over the books. "That they can create a world and take two people from different places, and we both understand everything we say and see?"