"A ... frost giant?" Beverly breathes. "At war with the gods?"
Not to mention elves, and eagles, and wolves, and-- Beverly touches her temple and lets out a breath. There are many cultures who believe in histories where they interacted with gods, or god-line beings. She doesn't know what good the Prime Directive is in a situation like theirs (and she has never cared for it when it gets in the way of her duties anyway), but she refrains from pressing further on the validity of these claims. For now.
She merely makes note of the relevant information so the computer can recognize it in the future, and tries to keep an open mind.
"That's quite the family history," is what she finally says. "And I'll be honest, it's nothing I've had experience with before. I assure you, I'm good at what I do. You won't have to worry about Egil's health while I'm here."
She gives Pyrrha an encouraging smile, and reaches for her hypospray. "Now, you're first with the vaccine, and then I'll change it for Egil."
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Not to mention elves, and eagles, and wolves, and-- Beverly touches her temple and lets out a breath. There are many cultures who believe in histories where they interacted with gods, or god-line beings. She doesn't know what good the Prime Directive is in a situation like theirs (and she has never cared for it when it gets in the way of her duties anyway), but she refrains from pressing further on the validity of these claims. For now.
She merely makes note of the relevant information so the computer can recognize it in the future, and tries to keep an open mind.
"That's quite the family history," is what she finally says. "And I'll be honest, it's nothing I've had experience with before. I assure you, I'm good at what I do. You won't have to worry about Egil's health while I'm here."
She gives Pyrrha an encouraging smile, and reaches for her hypospray. "Now, you're first with the vaccine, and then I'll change it for Egil."