Dejah was beginning to sense a theme to this place Elphaba hailed from. But she kept quiet on the matter, she didn't want to insult her. She couldn't help chuckling softly at the notion that this goddess of theirs did not smile upon men.

"We have a goddess here, Issus. She too is benevolent, but will not hesitate to punish her children if they go against her will," she explained.

Dejah hesitated to answer her question. "...No. He was a cruel man. A vile man. The fact that my father would have sold me to him..." she sighed. It had been in good will - wanting peace for Barsoom. Dejah gestured to the house Elphaba had led her to. "Shall we go inside? If Tharks come through her as you say, it would be best to avoid crossing their paths."