Hideaway Strath they lifted up their eyes and beheld, a company come bearing balm and myrrh,

Having explained himself enough, Gilead does not say anything as the beast reiterates the details. How droll; this man held such promise to the pioneer and yet by his admission, he was too small of mind to understand the value of Raas' divinity. No matter, there would be others. Better that some remain lost, enthralled to the Shade, so that they may produce crooked souls for Gilead to take and fix.
There came acceptance next, earning a grin that looked a touch sardonic on a face otherwise unaccustomed to the feat; Gilead relieves some of the tension from his shoulders as they strike an accord with the beast, this Cerberus posted to the gateway. 
Gilead is not surprised nor is he thankful—he strides towards the darkness in prideful silence and moves to cross in to the territory that shall become his new home, for a time anyway, intent to get to work. Confident that the Lord would guide him to the answers that he sought.