The stranger studied the woman carefully. He slid his helmet off, and taking in a gulp of fresh air. He let his sun beamed eyes flicker across her face in observation for a little before nodding, not to anything in particular. 

	“Just ponder, do they require worship, or do they just want it,” He paused, “or perhaps there is a third and fourth option. Perhaps we need it.”

	His lips formed a line and he blinked a few times, a soft glow cutting the darkness around his face as he thought in silence.