He listens earnestly, honestly as she recounts names and aspects. Takes in the multifold descriptions of the goddess. Most of all, the priestess's instructions. When she pauses, he closes his eyes a moment, reciting the terms to himself in silence.

"At the crossroads, at the threshold, at the tomb. Before and after nightfall." He bows his head. "I will seek her there. Thank you, priestess, for your guidance."