He sighs, feeling like the shame on his shoulders has doubled. No doubt he had garnered the gods attention by speaking their names. But he had hoped sharing with her would have gotten something from her. But it had given him nothing, only seemingly her continued indifference. His shoulders dropped as they continued to travel. 

"To not know the difference is only ignorance." He sighs, but otherwise had no other intention of speaking. It was no longer his place to profess an oaths or give assurance, and doing so would have no effect here. Clearly, the one that had saved him...held some sort of animosity within her. He supposed that he only got lucky that she felt like it.

He wondered if he would need a new god.