"That's not--you didn't." Bodhi hates thinking he's distressed people who don't deserve it, and Credence certainly doesn't. The fact is it's nearly impossible for him to talk about any of his past without stumbling into sensitive subjects, of course. It'd be stupid of him to expect not to have to run up against these things.

He's not wholly unfamiliar with the idea of gods. He's a good listener and well traveled, within his little circle. Besides, it's a kind offer. Catching himself before he gets deeper into not very believable denials, he manages a particularly crooked, unsteady smile even for him, but an honest one. "If that's alright, I... I think I'd like that." No one in Imperial space would dare let on his own religious allegiances, but there are other ideas, and most of them seem to create the right kind of space. "I don't think, no, I'm s-sure I haven't meditated properly since I was eighteen..."