Martha believes in his sincerity, and she just smiles a bit in response to his statement. Perhaps it's too much to hope for considering what she'd been told, but she wants Mozenrath to be here, and alright. Or home and alright, just alright somewhere. It doesn't seem too much hope for, considering there are gods about.

"That's true. At least we have them." Even if they spelled bad news for her at the moment. After a moment she offered him her hand. "I'm Martha, Martha Snape-Jones."