Che Sei Nei Cieli [Open]

Bastien clasped the pendant behind his neck, the stone falling just in the opening of his shirt. It felt unlike anything else he'd ever worn, personal and unique. He laid a hand over it, desiring to keep touching the stone. "Just your name? I can do that, though I will likely tell them much more. Of your beauty, I mean." He smiled, disappointed as Safrin left his shoulders alone and went back to her seat. "I shall be sure to paint you. I have just the right blue." He'd always loved the night skies, had often climbed up to his roof just to watch the sun rise; it would be a joy to have an excuse to paint it again. He did not question her wanting him to spread her name, but another question came to mind. "What would your patronage be, though? If I am to spread your name what will you be doing for me? Just the simple gift of inspiration? The pendant? I would, of course, like to tell people of the rewards of praying to you." He came up with the reason to soften his questions, trying to smile warmly towards her. BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days