Hattie raised her eyebrow when he shoved the book behind his back, a sly curve to her lips. She was about to ask what he had to hide when he began with the sass. She quickly forgot her question. “I doubt it would count for much being that I don’t practice a faith, and I don’t think you’re going to sting me when it’s over.” She wondered if he got what she meant, or if she was so out of practice that she even made any sense. She decided to go another route. She walked closer towards him, and nodded towards the arm stretched behind his back. "what'cha reading?" She asked perkily, bouncing on her toes a bit.