He felt it too, Melinda. It is him... The good doctor didn't need for Isis to elaborate in her head. The woman had always felt the goddess' need to reunite her family. Beyond helping her fellow gods and coming to find their god souls, there was always one in particular that was foremost on her mind. Always. Still, she couldn't help her smile. She sipped at her coffee and then retrieved her own fork as the joy inside her swelled. It was like savoring the sweetest nectar she had ever tasted or her first sip from the Nile itself.
"I have seen you at the hospital," Isis said from behind the eyes of Dr. Ashton. "You do not simply help," the goddess elaborated. "You lead. Your men...your co-workers...they respect you. They follow you. That is not an easy trait to cultivate and is naturally born in those who have it," she said with authority. "Others can only pretend at it."