Hidan, never the level-headed one, felt his anger rise when she looked at him and chuckled. Was she mocking him, his religion? How dare she mock Jashin! His hand began tapping the table as he kept his eyes on her. He was itching for a fight. But he knew Pein would kill the both of them if they tried. "Yeah, that is so," he replied with another strand of curse words following it.
When she spoke again, he calmed down, but only slightly. Maybe he had overreacted, but quite frankly, he did not care if he did or not. That was just how he was. And the ones who had a problem with it tended to meet Jashin-Sama, and lended a helping hand to his immortality. Not that anyone needed to know about that.
He returned her smile with a cocky, amused one of his own. He was not scared of her like the others. He just looked at the necklace she pulled out. Then he nodded, meeting her amber eyes with his dark violet eyes. "Any god besides Jashin is a fake, made by humans," he informed her. "Jashin-Sama is the one true god. But I guess you're better than that godless greedy heathen I was stuck with before you came." For him, that was a compliment.
When she challenged him, he gave another one of his long, obnoxious, hysterical laughs. Oh, she was something else, trying to pick a fight with him in front of Pein. Hidan shook his head before standing up. "Not the time or the place," he told her. "Besides, Pein doesn't take too kindly to members who kill other members." He then grabbed his scythe from the wall. Pein did not trust him with it during meetings. He strapped it onto his back and then turned to look at her. "You comin' or not?"