Hope was drawn to the bright flash of light, like a moth to the flame. She had known who he was before that moment. But right then, right there... He couldn't deny who he was, as he sat creating animals. No prophet could do such things.
So out of thin air she appeared. "So God... Are you out to add to the odd creations on this island, or what?" She hadn't tried to create complex life, beyond her own vessel. She knew she could do it, but she also knew it was very tiring work. And so far she hadn't had a reason.