Faith was something Firo had in spades, just not when it came to himself. He just nodded along and busied himself with his drink as he listened.

He glanced up at Gray with an amused smile. "...You think there's somethin' logical about all this, pal?" He'd hate to make this guy insult their gracious hosts, so his tone made it clear that it was a rhetorical question.

After another sip, he asked an actual question. "They still blab about the 'American Dream' in your time?"