[wanda can see the disbelief in his face, in how he reacts. eddie's quite a bit of an open book—especially with his love for dramatics. still, she respects as much; not everyone upholds faith to one thing or another, and it's only fair to allow oneself the space to discover where they land, as far as these old gods are concerned.

it's surprising, though, if only because he's been here for quite a bit.]

I don't think there's a right way to go about it.

[truth be told, she doesn't have it down to the science of it.]

I don't... actually ask for anything when I leave offerings. When I was little and I would pray alongside my parents, our prayers were always to say thanks for what we did have, regardless of what we didn't have. Perhaps you can start from there—offer some fruits or tidy up the shrines, and say thanks? Could just be for the nice weather.

Or — have a conversation and introduce yourself. I do a lot of talking to myself while out where the shrines are.

[everyone finds their own way to do this, and her way might not exactly work for everyone.]