give me a life time of promises (open)

At the mention of Delphia, Loren sighed. "Well, my gut feeling was wrong, so I'm not sure who or what to trust. Definitely not myself." He gave Maea a slightly embarrassed look. Astra, sensing his discomfort, pressed against his side, and he stroked the luxere gently. Looking between the woman and the shrine, he bit his lip. "Do you think we should...pray or light a candle or something?" He was starting to feel a little awkward standing up here without leaving an offering of some kind. Running a nervous hand through his hair, he waited patiently for Maea's response, since she was far more well versed in this topic than he was. LOREN Not quite an open book