Blacktail Deer Plateau the longing of the dead

the man grinned. there is nothing wrong with being a heathen, taltos joked; indeed, he thought of himself as such. there were things of paganism dante could not know, though lasher would be happy to teach him, and it reminded the murk-eyed male that there were several aspects of the gentleman with which he was not acquainted.

if you would like help, i am almost always available, he said softly. taltos enjoyed the time spent in dante's company, for the other had a kind soul, sensed easily through his words, tangible in its outreach. after a moment's pause, the earthen servant spoke curiously, lightly: are you a believer in the gods, dante?