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Malleus's comment on her ability made the fawn woman frown slightly. She had never thought of herself as special, nor has she ever thought her spiritual connection to be unique in any way. But then again she had only spent her life with her mother, who was also spiritually enhanced, so if a stranger like Malleus thought she was special, perhaps she was. Perhaps it was in her blood. "I suppose, I just assumed everyone could do it to some extent." She didn't want to spend much time dwelling on the idea though, and soon refocused on the large male before her, seeing his face light up as he began to tell his tale once more.

Her ears perked upon hearing that this religion also had it's own rituals and celebrations. She was immensely interested at that point. Her favorite thing growing up, besides learning about herbs, was learning rituals. Her tail swayed at the idea of learning a new ritual, of meeting new spirits. But perhaps that would be for a different time. When he spoke about his wars, his victories, Serene grew very still. Fighting was one thing she disliked so strongly, she might even go so far as to say she hated it. As a healer, she was prone to this feeling as it stood against everything she believed in.

She could see the joy and pride he took in his family's blood thirst, and it made her suddenly uneasy of him. If someone so polite could hide such a dark side, she was worried that perhaps he could snap at her soon. The blonde woman would never stand a chance against such a warrior, she wouldn't even dare to make a fuss about it. Carefully, she thought about her next words, trying not to set him off on her. "That's very interesting. I'll be honest, I'm very intrigued about your religions rituals, perhaps one day I can convince you and your family to teach them to me." She offered a small smile, genuine in her words despite being wary of the male. "Though your Fallen God sounds like if he doesn't like me, he might want to harm me, which is... concerning. Do you think he would harm me?"