The Heartwood i bet my life

Peregrine didn't mind religion on principle, even though he didn't dabble in any particular spirituality himself. His personal policy was to live and let live. However, his knowledge of Ankyra Sound was colored by his few brushes with their members. Their entire belief system was based on the idea that one sex was inferior to another, which bothered him greatly. What disgusted him more was the fact that the male in front of him was so brainwashed to accept his fate and his role that he seemed almost confused by Peregrine's interest.

"You know, I don't usually shit on others' beliefs but you were not meant to be the slave of women. The sexes are equal," he said vehemently. "If your goddesses or whatever ask that of you, they are shitty deities," he spat, then realized he was being rather vicious to someone who was more a victim than anything else. Peregrine trailed off, his expression softening somewhat, though there was still a harsh glow in his blue-green eyes.

"My name is Peregrine. You can call me Perry," he answered Pan's question in a gentler voice. "Why do you accept your station, Pantaleimon? Do you really think having a dick makes you a lesser being somehow?"