[He nodded in acknowledgement of her continued offer rather than say anything more on the subject. Fair enough.

Maybe he would call on that favor one day. Goodness knew he had to call in favors whenever he could back home on a troublesome day. (And he was very good at getting into trouble, so he was told.)

Benedict hummed noncommittally at her question. Then,] They call me a 'Holy Man' so I suppose they think of me as some sort of priest. To be clear, I don't worship any god or perform any rituals. Not in reality.

...but I do have a few tricks up my sleeve.