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Bastien closed his eyes and smiled as a feeling not unlike being ascended to the heavens spread through his body. With a flushed grin on his face he opened his eyes again and gave Remi an apologetic wave. "Perhaps, but...have you that much to lose? I am thinking of beginning some kind of wonderful bohemian dream, not quite a church but not a studio either. Both." This was his first time putting the idea into words and enthusiasm bled through the sentences, Bastien's hands moving rapidly as he spoke. "We do what we want like many of the great cults of hedonism but all in the name of Safrin. Paintings, engineering, for you. Whatever you wish. Art, songs, orgies, everything you can do to show appreciation for a Goddess." He smiled down at the pendant. "I have never before dealt with a divine presence that can be proven. The Gods of this world make the cold churches of home feel...almost immoral. I want to celebrate what we have here." BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days