Molly could understand his uncertainty. Faith was hard for anyone, but for a man that lived in a world of science and evidence it must be doubly so. Her faith was different to a lot of peoples. She'd met beings that had powers that could have been called godlike and she'd fought some that were close. None of that took away from her belief in something bigger than all of it. If anything it reinforced it. That and her family being guarded by literal archangels.

She shook her head. "It really isn't. It makes no difference to me one way or the other." She cast a look at him. "Is my faith a problem for you?" Molly asked though she sincerely doubted it would be.