There was the briefest hint of a snort, and when the Father spoke next-- there was a distinct smile sound to it, as if he could not stop it despite himself. Which to be honest meant that he would be untucking this conversation for a while-- wondering about the mysterious man who had lied, cheated and killed.
Not with the intent to fix him, but perhaps ruminating on his story.
He could have gotten the entire story over coffee, but some things perhaps were best left put to sleep where they belonged, he knew his sins quite well, and in the eyes of the Heavens there was no sin greater than another, meaning that his? It was on even playing field with this nameless man's.
"Peace be upon you." he murmured as he twisted the rosary in his fingertips. But they were just words, were they not?
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Date: 2025-05-15 01:15 am (UTC)Not with the intent to fix him, but perhaps ruminating on his story.
He could have gotten the entire story over coffee, but some things perhaps were best left put to sleep where they belonged, he knew his sins quite well, and in the eyes of the Heavens there was no sin greater than another, meaning that his? It was on even playing field with this nameless man's.
"Peace be upon you." he murmured as he twisted the rosary in his fingertips. But they were just words, were they not?