Kurt's eyebrows nearly hit his hairline at that admission, surprise writ clear on his face. And jealousy, though it's much faster to leave his expression. "Your--companion is an adventurous man," he marvels softly, resting his temple against a softly-curled fist. "I, well. The sight is off-putting to the attempt, I've found.

"And the rest of it is not bad either," he mutters, voice shaking with repressed laughter because it's funny. It's funny to compare the gods his mother worshiped with the one he bends knee to and think perhaps in this they have more similar views than he'd been told. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You are right, and it is a wondrous thing; but it is also funny!"