Mine? [A snort.] They call him the red god. The Lord of Light, he is. He ain't no kind god, but he's about and he ain't buggered off yet. I've seen his power made real. Might be there's no sign of him here, but I know he's real in my own land.

[And so Gendry was not particularly devout. He did not love his red god nor did he do more than was needed to pay that god homage. Gendry simply acknowledged what was plain as day and lived with it.]