“Ah Markus he is a very good teacher,” Asran said with a smile. He served himself a bit more food as he’d finished his first plate. The waitress returned with even more food, and set it on the table. Asran was starved he’d not eaten the night prior, or had breakfast. So he was teetering dangerously close to a feeding frenzy. Which was why he’d ordered so much food. He soon finished his second plate, and started on his third. 
“I’m glad the people you’ve met so far have been kind to you. Though, you should still remain vigilant especially when your priest buddies come along. To help you preach your lords gospel,” he said between mouthfuls of food. He swallowed hard fitting down a belch. 
“Your culture is welcome here. As you can see this city is a bit of a melting pot.” He paused to silently belch, with a fist to his mouth to cover it slightly. 
“But, religion is something of a touchy subject for a lot of people. Especially for people who have been harmed. Such as the summoner instructor or the temple of generosity head priest. They come here seeking to feed their needs. It doesn’t matter what it is, but they flock here. Lord Gluttony gladly feeds them, so long as they return in kind with a worthy enough sacrifice.”