[ She understands the tone of that sheepish laugh all too well, and her smile softens a little as she gestures to the solemn Wood around them. ]

I don't think the gods of this place would mind that you are unfamiliar with such offerings. Sometimes the offering of such prayers are as much for our peace of mind as it is to communicate our wishes to those watching over us. Is there perhaps a memory of someone you are no longer with that you might want to honor instead?

[ She gestures at the shrine with her hand, offering to accompany him, if that would help him feel more at ease. ]