Eleven turned, eyes finding the fingers pinching the end of his sleeve, then fell back the step he'd taken.

"Of course," he said, choosing to take a seat as well. His eyes strayed to Raida's great statue.

"Raida is an goddess of great benevolence. Indiscriminate in Her blessings, She offers solace and sanctuary to all those who come seeking it- even those without faith or those bound to other deities. I'm grateful for that every day."