That's feels like a isolating idea. I don't like the idea that our struggles, our victories, our daily lives are nothing more then motions we walk because a higher power made it so. No, I walk my path because I chose to do so. [He considered at Richard's question, reaching out slowly so his movements were completely telegraphed.] It means your God doesn't want the best for you or anyone else.

[He gestured with his other hand towards the mouth of the cave.] I'm going to take your hand to guide you, alright? Once we are deep inside, there will be little to no light. I know the paths by feel.

[With the hand he had moved closer, he took one of Richard's hands and turned away to begin to walk into the cave itself. As promised, there was little to no light within a few feet of the entrance, though there was the sound of Silco humming low in his throat. His orange mutilated eye also gave off a faint glow in the dark as he turned his head to listen and feel the stonework under his finger tips.]

If you wish to go back outside, all you have to do is say so. I think the trip will be worthwhile though.