"Well that was peculiar," Tarila muttered. She shrugged and turned to Nom. "Do you have any idea what's going on here?"
"Not a clue," he answered.
How are we supposed to know?
"Who was that?" Tarila demanded. (I laugh)
Must you ask, Tarila? It is I! Your creator is speaking to you.
"Oh, I see!" she exclaimed. "I thought I was getting voices in my head again.
What do you think I am if not voices in your head?
"Good question," she said, shrugging her shoulders. "I have no idea."
And that's as it should be. Back to you ignorance with you...
"Love how he just pops in, says absolutely nothing and leaves again," Nom muttered.