Hard to say. And not too long. But I don't intend to stick around much longer.

[just in case she thought her priest had lost his edge. he's just as scheming as ever.

the whelp in her arms soon falls fast asleep. he keeps his steps slow and measured so she can see everything and process it at her own pace. he may not want to stay but he also has no desire to overwhelm an already overwhelmed woman. unfortunately, he seems to have crossed a line. she doesn't look mad about it but he quickly corrects himself.]

Sorry about that. Didn't mean to dredge up bad memories.

[finally, he finds his bravery and... brushes his fingers along her arm. reassuringly, ever so briefly.]