Any subject involving Harrowheart is one Felix has barely let himself think about. He's spent this whole occasion carefully avoiding the death knight in the room, finding himself far, far too conscious of the presence of Harrow's runeblade. So this once, Felix is completely out of the loop. He senses that a little bit, and he doesn't like it at all. Just another reason to try and insert himself back into the situation while he has a chance.

His fingertips pause on Jim's skin- but he looks up, a touch of discomfort in his expression that only the captain will recognize or understand. Very softly he says - pleads, almost: "It can wait?"

He needs to focus now. Healing is a sticking point but revenge is not. And Isidor's words do make him swivel round with genuine surprise. "No gods at all? They hardly seem the type. That's... mm. That might be very disappointing, if they have any qualms about your family's patron gods. Or raising children to worship them. But I thought you said he's pious?" How awfully confusing.