"Worshiping energy. I'm not sure if that's more or less comforting than the idea of worshiping gods. Energy I understand. I've watched rituals and proof of gods in other worlds firsthand and I don't understand a word of it."

Jim drums his fingers against the counter top while Isidor and Felix talk about their god worship as though it's completely normal and ordinary and to them it is. To them, Jim's world is the strange one. Takes all kinds, even realities. Zandros and Harrowheart's world can't be that much like his own though. Not with all the magic and living undead and goddamned spike armor coming out of every which way.

"Whatever this plan involves, I'm not getting hit for it again."