It's a very good thing Yael can see Yngvi's face because the farting noise he lets out is incredibly convincing in the way someone who has a brother, and someone who has lived in a certain sort of rough company can only be. "Because we're really going to just hold hands and sing it all away. Melt down all the statues, sell it all off, use that to buy what you need or to have the gold for something worthwhile," he retorts with a roll of the eyes because what a scam, that's all religion is good for in the end, when you want to rip someone off with it.

"I know what they probably should be doing but that's probably too murky and dirty, want to keep their hands as clean as they can."