"How many gods are really on this ship? I need to know before I start treading on the toes of an assorted pantheon."

She says it lightly, but it's not a joke. The look in her eyes says she felt that, and understands what it means. Look, you don't deal with a number of godtouched and not come out with at least a basic understanding of when someone's magic could crack your skull open for the second time.