You should probably count yourself lucky, in that case.

[He's glad to hear that no smiting went down, though. Or--at least that Brigid didn't get smote. It's unclear at the moment if anyone else did, but perhaps it's something to inquire toward in the future.]

I don't see why we wouldn't. I don't believe we'll ever have reason to not speak to you. [It's supposed to be reassuring, but it comes out a little...awkward. Only a little, though!] The people here are all good, as far as I can tell, and--well, you're no different.