[Controlling women was not his vibe, Moiraine. Being controlled, sure, but that wasn't a topic for conversation when surrounded by a bunch of soldiers with- okay, maybe he'd probably talk about it, but they weren't, so moving on was a good idea.]

... I literally have no idea what you're talking about. Is this a god thing? Are you talking about like... heaven and god or something? Like... faith?

[So over his head. He could see that she was serious about what she was talking about, that she was seemingly surprised he had no idea, and he had to wonder if that was a country of origin thing or a 'maybe she's from one of those weird cosplay places' type things. There were elves here, okay? He was trying to be cool about it.]

Because yeah, I'm not the religious type. Not religious religious, anyway. I'm all for praying to the porcelain god after a bad hangover or being the god of tech, which I'm sadly not but one day might achieve that level of ability-

[And then he trailed off, because it brought back that dream and feeling when he was "hatched" of the fact that he didn't have a world anymore. That everyone and everything he knew was gone, and he'd never touch a yellow hummer or iOS again.]