“To show you lack of respect would be to show it to the Almighty.” “I see. And this is how you’d respond if the Almighty himself appeared to you here? All of this formality and bowing?” She hesitated. “Well, no.” “Ah, and how would you react?” “I suspect with screams of pain,” she said, letting her thought slip out too easily. “As it is written that the Almighty’s glory is such that any who look upon him would immediately be burned to ash.” The ardent laughed at that. “Wisely spoken indeed. Please, do sit, though.”
