"Ah, mysticism you say? Quite an enjoyable aspect of religion is it not? Though I hope it isn't just some smoke within you church as is so often done in the gracious faith of our host, Patriarch Abede!"
Andilo was teasing the Patriarch as good as any Kontauri could, though the native Paragonian had a patience testament to his status. Though Stoinian Orthodoxy used many candles with incense as part of their liturgy, the Kontauri smell organs registered the smoke differently compared to Terrans. To them it was nothing more but smoke, though similar products existed in Kontauri culture, their smoke was deemed pleasant to the Kontauri and unpleasant to the Terran nose.
"Come now Priest Lotoru, perhaps if you let the incense bring you closer to God, you wouldn't indulge too much in your Brevari?"
The Stoinian Professor chuckled together with the Potestant Pastor to the Patriarch's remarks.
- "Perhaps we should hold a religious competition with our red friend over here, eh? The consumable that brings him closest to his Gods becomes the only true way to shorten the distance between the insividual and its deities?"
- "Perhaps, though as our differing smell suggests, each species has their own... Shortest way to the divine."
- "Ah, to that I can agree good Patriarch. May our red friend find his own way to the divine!"
Andilo raised another glass and chugged the remaining Brevari from it.