[Tatsumi's been in a holding pattern in life for months, suffering loneliness and internalizing his own failures. He'd heard having a pet around was good for the soul, and if the church had a pet, he might be able to reap some of the benefits of that comfort. He senses in the silence that he's probably rushed things ahead, so he chooses his words more carefully.]

Our church would welcome you. I shouldn't make it sound like I'm going to monopolize you. I just don't go much of anywhere and thought it might be nice to have someone to talk to when I'm around here.

[He smiles faintly, distractedly, looking up to the altar before turning his attention back to Mayoi. He'll have to pitch this to his father, of course, which will be the real trick. His father is kind enough, though, and he'll see things through if Tatsumi is reasonable and has a plan.]

Do you believe in anything? I mean, anything like God. God sees everyone as equal in most ways, so there's no need to worry if you don't.