Zoie could be a very touchy-feely person when it came to her friends and family; but she tended to draw the line at people she did not know. Only the moment she would have usually pulled away, she did not. She just kept smiling at Daniel and let him hold onto her hand for a little too long. Then she let him slide his arm around her shoulder without even flinching. For whatever reason, Zoie felt as though she did not want to do anything that might upset Daniel... she just wanted to go along with what he wanted. So she walked towards the sanctuary without offering a word of protest.
And really, it made sense that she should talk to him... he was a pastor, he would be able to answer any questions she had, right? That was what they were there for... yet a little voice was whispering that maybe she would be better off asking Regan. Regan never made her feel even the slightest uncomfortable and despite how easy it was to go along with Daniel, there was something just... off. Something that made her think that maybe Nora would not approve of what she was doing and Zoie had a habit of staying away from things that made Nora unhappy. But still she went along and found herself beginning to answer. "I can't have a crisis of faith," she blurted. "I don't really have that kind of faith. Which might be the crisis? I don't know... I guess being in the hospital made me think about religion again and here I am. Everyone says they find their faith soothing, which I get! I just don't get... having it? Believing in ghosts in one thing; believing in an all-knowing being that exists and doesn't stop the bad things happening in the world... that I don't get." At least she still rambled as much as normal, despite the strange way she was feeling.