Pahn's slower pace got the better of him. Anora's intense verbalization and enthusiastic gestures had long reached completion before he'd made time between silvery lips for a proper response. In his eyes, she was utterly unknowing of the world. She flailed this way and that whilst propelling her obvious confusions in his direction. Sirens howled in the distance as she hissed about some [i]'home-group security-land'[/i]. She was like a child, a child telling him to beware an explanation towards some club of stuffed animals her and several other children had dubbed their 'protectors'. There was nothing but slight humor here. Danger was not present, not a threatening breeze nor an unsightly insect. This was, of course, how Pahn viewed it behind that undisturbed smile of his. He wasn't incorrect by any known logic upon the departure of his foe, though Anora wouldn't know of such things. He eventually understood her disposition upon careful consideration over current circumstance. 

[color=6ecff6]"Ok."[/color] Would be his reply roughly thirty seconds after the sirens had become audible. Emergency vehicle lights could practically be seen further down the road when he finally took action upon request of Anora. His lag in said event wasn't [i]painfully[/i] slow, but, it likely took longer than anyone present had thought necessary.

Pahn raises both arms upon speaking, pressing his palms against each other over flexed chest as if suddenly delving deep in necessary prayers. *whoooooo* Faint, silvery light spills from between tightly pressed hands alongside an ambiance of sounds likened to one distant plain flying overhead. His eyes slowly shut as said noise grows in volume. Proportioned tones rise only slightly for four consecutive seconds before both eyes again reopen with an intense blueish-white luminescence. This is when the 'cleanup' commenced. 

Pahn spreads both hands forward, releasing a small wave of white light that covers just the area encircling him and Anora. *Crack-rumble!* The cracks exclusively beneath their feet slowly close within a circle they alone stand upon whilst wailing sirens grow ever closer. One might think the police would have ample time to arrest their two prime suspects before all at once a wind like none before overtakes our present lands for numerous encircling miles. None of this is likely to knock Anora from her feet, but it most certainly may try.

*WHOOOOSH!!* Pure ivory mists rush from the Earth below as if clouds had suddenly acquired an ability to pass through solid matter. One massive, circular plume overtakes both Pahn and Anora at breakneck speeds, spreading upwards and outwards as quickly as it had appeared in all conceivable directions. This white mist seemed to pull damage from the Earth as it rose from each sundered surface, cracks filling, craters vanishing, buildings restored to worn workmanship faster than one could perceive said mythical mass being created. A thin and immeasurably tall wave of snowy-luminescence had stretched it's profound girth from where they stood. Sirens and all other EMT's ceased to exist with the wave, in their place stood people going about their business as if nothing had occurred. If one hadn't watched Pahn's fabricated phenomena swallow all of existence whole before dispersing itself, or if they'd taken too long to blink, they might consider that nothing had happened at all. That chaos hadn't occurred, that destruction wasn't present, that danger was far from near. The sun was shining again, and before a question could be asked, all was well inside man-made suburbia.  

Pedestrians moved about their business. Feet hustle into taxi's whilst grocery bags are placed in car trunks from their departure of one nearby grocery store, 'Piggly Wiggly'. Anora would find the wound she'd recently acquired to be healed, her sleeve fabrics of an equally repaired disposition. The skyline had reacquired it's sense of normalcy, mythic spears of glowing white having taken their leave from view. Not one soul appeared to know what had just occurred aside from Pahn and Anora. In fact, they were the only two standing in the middle of a now rather busy street. How many other vast conflicts have taken place without a soul knowing if sentient creatures like Pahn exist?

*HONK!* "Get out of the way, morons!!" Someone could be heard shouting from their lowered window as the grill of their car slowly inches towards both participants to mythical combat. Pahn stands across from Anora as he was before, either hand within it's respective pocket. He still has that care-free disposition, a faint beam of pride over the person before him, and a lack of consideration for whatever it is that may be occurring around him. This angered onlooker could attempt running them over with his 2004 Chevrolet Malibu, it would make no difference to Pahn. One could say he was the only one actually standing here, and everyone else was like the wind in it's ability to be moved from place to place without ever having a thought. 

[color=6ecff6]"Which question would you like answered first?-"[/color] Pahn would casually inquire between the car honks that quickly encircle them. He again shows a lack of enthusiasm for everyone but Anora. They could be having this conversation in a cafe somewhere and he would likely feel equally at ease. This man, the only remaining evidence of some apocalyptic display of strength between godlike beings, would seemingly forever remain unperturbed by the world of humanity in all it's noise and bustle. [color=6ecff6]"-I know a great pizza place just down the road. We could talk about all this inside."[/color] He grins, asking this obviously flustered young woman out to some restaurant as if they were just two friends needing a place to eat. His right thumb gently directs itself towards one, 'Dino's Italian Eatery'. Perhaps he didn't care for the noise of Earth, but something about the words 'pizza' seemed to light a very faint torch within him. 

That previously menacing aura had all but vanished by this point. All that's left are questions and an aloof deity veering more towards having a meal than immediately dispersing information. The world Anora had stepped into was certainly exciting, but she'll quickly find it to have it's fair share of 'exotic individuals' just as any society does.