"Ah, well they were also a woodland sort of fairy, if you heard those stories. Underground I can only imagine a beard would be a thing. Just like underwater." She chuckled a little. "You like the idea of having little gnomes in your house, eh?"

The talk of religion made her sigh. "I... yeah, we have gods for most things under the sun, and a few for under the earth to boot. I'm... I used to be very observant. All the time. I was raised to honor them. It's just." She breathed softly. "It's weird for me now. But I know not to piss them off, so leave your offerings at the door, be aa good host in case one of them visits in disguise and treat people right."

... And if one of them told her to clean up their messes, clean it up so they were out of her hair. Religion was awkward when you had met your deities.