Concerning The Goddess of Lost Travellers

Seeing Fred's bemused and exasperated look, Astra explained: "I was singing one of our holy songs to Nava, the goddess who looks after lost travellers, in the hope that she would give us guidance. And she would have, I'm sure, if you hadn't interrupted me. Unless those who aren't fully human are beneath her notice." She said this last sentence much more quietly, as if wishing not to think about the possibility.

Astra had never struck Fred as being the religious type. After all, she had had the opportunity to serenade the same goddess when they had been lost in the Calamari, but hadn't done so. He hoped that her tribulations weren't having the effect of turning her into a religious fanatic. He knew how tiresome such people could be. Religion was all very well in its place, but such people were impervious to reason. Even worse, could her mind have invented the goddess and the song, as a comforting delusion? He still wasn't entirely convinced that Synizn might not be behind it, too. (At the moment, Fred was inclined to blame everything on Synizn.)

Then:

1. Astra resumed her song - or rather, to Fred's great annoyance, she began it again at the beginning.
2. Astra pointed and said: "Look! Over there! Even though I didn't finish, it still worked."
3. The sunshine was suddenly cut off. Looking up, Fred saw an exceptionally dark thundercloud was rapidly forming. Perhaps Nava hadn't liked having her song interrupted.

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