"Thank you for your help," Nihlus intones, gratefulness lining his subvocals. "When would be a good time?" As much as he wanted to get the issue of clothing sorted out quickly, he could still live with his thermals until it wouldn't inconvenience his roommate. Military thermals were meant for long-time wear at any rate.

He listens to Eric's description of Paganism with interest. So, humans and witches were different? That seems to be what was being implied at any rate, and just because something looked like a human, it didn't necessarily mean they were.

"I grew up in a religiously mixed society," which is the polite way of describing the sometimes volatile religious situation of a merc colony. "And the dominant religion on my planet tended towards... vague spirit stuff as far as I can figure out. I've been around a lot of different religions, but gods and goddesses are still kind of new to me."