If Noah had put even a fraction of an interest into her god, it was likely he wouldn't have found her speaking about him to be so exhaustive. Yahal, compared to many other Gods out there, was very personal and attentive to mortals, one that could be interacted with; but as it was, he hadn't really taken interest. It was only to reduce their fights did she sit him down and tell him what the Penita scrolls said so he could divide her culture and her believe in Yahal. He in the end answered 'okay', and that was enough for her, not wanting to push the subject after not only seeing his furrowed brows, feeling his unease, but also having been given a warning glance.

His questions drew a little silence from Elann as she looked up to him. Where were these questions coming from? How horrible an idea he must have had of her god to spurn them, even innocently.

"What? No!" she said with a slight laugh. "That's silly. I don't think of you like that. You are very faithful to me, your family, your friends. You are very pure of heart. I've said before that Yahal cares about you. Do you think that I think you are marred?" 

She was going to give an example of Zulrav and how he didn't pray to him and yet his god cared for him, but his sidelong glance of a warning resounded in her to not go there. Because of it, she just shut her mouth and folded her hands over her lap. He would have to understand on his own.