Effigy had no idea who this Galactus being was, let alone fathom how anyone could eat a world. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she let the motherly female comfort her. Maybe it was actually more comforting for the other female to do so, but Effigy would not take away that from her, so she just let her do so. Relaxing somewhat with the shift in conversation, she just stared at the watcher as if he had grown another oversized head. Feeding on planets? destroying worlds? How could one who destroyed whole planets like that be a good thing for our universe? She didn't understand it, but then maybe it wasn't meant for her to understand.<br/><br/>Seek the heralds. Now if only she knew what heralds were. She knew instincitively, or rather logically what a herald was, but what did that have to do with this Galactus being and if his life force was so important to our universe why didn't others see and understand this? Why couldn't they just put him into a slumber or rest until such time planets would be available for his consumption? She was full of questions and somehow knew there wasn't enough time to answer them all. The young mutant had an bad feeling they had to move quickly. They had to find these heralds that Uatu spoke of. But how. Maybe this dimension's Storm had the answers? Effigy would watch and wait. Then, when the had to move, she would go as directed and do what needed to be done. How she would do it, she didnt' know. She would hope that those above would help guide her and maybe, just maybe in this life she could find something or someone to show her the way. The gods had to be out there. She had to believe that.<br/><br/><strong>"Then let us go. Send us to where we are needed."</strong><br/><br/>Just as she had started to speak the rambunctious super hero appeared out of no where. It seemed this place was a void for opening up to the unusual and unexpected. His pomp and circumstance had her blinking and confused. She had not heard of him before and when he transformed into a giant happy face man, she blinked and instinctively took a step back. This was unnerving; he frightened her in the same manner clowns scared young kids. No one who wore a constant happy face could be trusted. He may have escaped a mental institute of some kind. As the outstretched arm of three was extended, she glanced at him and then at it before she looked to see what Uatu or Storm would say to this. Everything happening at once was a bit unsettling to the young mutant.