Someone else might've asked questions, but not Gresch, not about this.
"Then let the divine will be done," he replied, touching his head, then both shoulders.
Farini was puzzled by a strange gesture for a moment, then realized what it meant—those were the most common places for divine guardians to sit on when they showed themselves openly!
This meant that not only Gresch was guided by a divine guardian, he was trusted enough to see one. Farini widened his jaws in a smile and repeated Gresch's gesture.
"Let the divine will be done!"
***
The village of Krisha looked disappointedly ordinary at first glance. The peasants living there saw Farini's expensive clothing and a thoroughbred horse and bowed their heads. Even the village head came to greet him himself, offering his hospitality to a traveler and humbly asking what someone like Farini was doing in this place.
Alone, no less.
