It just seems to be regular confusion, rather than alarmed confusion, which is something of a relief. "Uh..." She has to stop and bring a hand over her mouth and hold her breath for a moment, then let it out slowly, before she's quite calm enough to continue. "It's that... in my world... there are gods, yes, almost everyone worships their own gods, but... it's possible, with enough prayer and enough crystals to... to summon what's called a Primal. It's... it's the idea of a god. And it's solid, and real, and very dangerous." She stops, then, checking for more of those little head-tilts of Garren's, to see if he's thinking the matter over in any way.