It wasn't unusual for Ezekiel to see people on edge, so he didn't question it. The town did have some criminals, after all; his street sermons provided a worthwhile cover for them more often than not. It was a complex philosophy, his church, and he had just gotten a few words out before the man in front of him had a question. And for someone who thought that he had been asked everything, and had an answer for everyone, Ezekiel paused. Sure, people asked him questions as jokes sometimes, but the man seemed completely serious about it. Did he? Would that even be possible? Under the mask, he cracked a smile. Whether they were really serious or not, he enjoyed the question. "We never had such the privilege, but of course, we would. Who would I be to deny the gods such a union? In fact, I believe it would be an honor to do such a thing." After all, Ezekiel did have authority to wed humans. He couldn't see any reason why it couldn't apply to the exalted ones. He doubted such a thing could ever happen, though, his beloved gods above ever communicating with the unholy trash known as humanity. Humans were woefully inadequate to talk to them, in his opinion, let alone perform ceremonies for them. It really would be one of the highest honors to do so, something he could only imagine.