"Wei'en, it seems you don't know much about the stories of Dawn, do you?" Kali asked, looking at him suspiciously. "So how did you begin your journey of faith?"
"Well, about beginning my journey of faith..."
Wei'en forgot all about searching for the forbidden object. His mind raced, and in a flash of inspiration, he said, "It, it was that day. That night."
"That night? When... Oh, you mean *that* day?"
Kali's face instantly turned bright red, like an apple, and even her fair neck flushed pink.
"Yes, it was the Holy Favored from that night. Her pale and tender... COUGH COUGH, I mean, her sacred form has been etched into my mind ever since."
The more Wei'en spoke, the smoother his words became, as if he had truly been converted by the ceremony. He looked piously at the statue of Dawn. "Praise be to Dawn for letting me witness that scene."
"I-Is that so?"
"That's right. If only I could meet her, I would thank her in person for her guidance..."
