It was sad but true that Riley had things to do, and also perhaps he had to go to confessional himself, confess that he was having thoughts about smouldering eyes and a roguish smile that played on his mind and brought to the forefront exactly why he had entered the priesthood, to control thoughts like this.

Perhaps if he had not certain inclinations, he would have married. But his family was not accepting and he had thrown himself into the seminary as a way to curtail those sinful desires.

And now he was being tempted. But he could not take his invitation back-- better that he would have to fortify himself against whatever this; it was a test and he would be stronger for it.

Right?

"I should head back, but it was a lovely meeting, thank you for the Bearclaw." And then he turned and perhaps walked a bit too quickly away.