Blackwater Islands gave myself in that misty light

I do. She didn't know Maegi's gods, or whatever god they served here, but she had her own. She had never bought the idea that they ran the world on any type of design, though. Life was too full of chaos for that.

But if they want a life, they can find their own. I don't think they have any claim over mine. She could acknowledge them without giving them that power.

I suppose I just think it's your choice. You can listen or you can tell them to go to hell, as many times as it takes. Bridget's words and gaze were direct, but there was also a casual lack of conviction to the way she spoke about it. She didn't come from a pack where religion held a large sway and it was hard to imagine the importance it must have, taking up literal real estate in someone's constant thoughts.