[It would be impossible for him to miss that this is something she takes seriously, that in between the cursing and what might be seen as a flippant attitude, there's nothing about her gods and old world that she doesn't hold in high regard. That while they may have faded into "myth" and "legend" and "never existed" from what he knows, they're real to her. If he had been inclined to sneer or cringe at human sacrifice, that would have been enough to keep it bay.

But he's not inclined to do that so much, and it's not the fact of the matter that humans were sacrificed that hits him the most out of everything she's said. It's the kinds she mentions, that's what has his eyebrows knitting together and him looking torn between confused and surprised.]

Leaders were used as human sacrifice? [That's different, the focal point. Interesting.] That's a nice change of pace.

[Actually none of it is really all that nice, but none of it can be changed. It's history, in his world, in many of them. And yet to hear that much...it's a fun little tidbit. Of course, whether leaders chose to be sacrificed or whether they were sacrificed to make room for someone better, he doesn't know. But that might be too much to ask.]

Usually don't. Get that sort of thing across whenever human sacrifices pop up in— [He waves that glass as he looks for the word. Movies. Books. TV. Really morbid Hallmark cards.] —anything.

[It's always slaves being sold and people who don't want to do it, isn't it.]