Enola’s smile softened at Heddy’s shyness. In some ways it was something she could relate to.
“I hope you ladies haven't been waiting long. I’ve got a cab waiting for us out front. Would you like me to carry your bag, Heddy?” She said as she stood back up. Enola’s voice and presence radiated a warm reassurance. There was also an undercurrent of immense power that was nigh impossible to mask. She would and could them safe from gods and whatever else.