Falke
This is an unepexted surprise for the Fixer! Unused to the philosophical and other-worldly, Falke’s eyebrows seem to jump halfway up his forehead when Gideon asks to use what he’s just said as the basis of a sermon. “Of course not, feel free to” the man agrees quickly, not one to interfere with religion. Hell, he’s surprised Gideon even asked permission to use it, but he very much appreciates the courtesy.
Dark hands run along even the shadowed wood of the cathedral’s pews. The light is dying in the sanctuary and someone comes out to set candles in their holders, methodical and calm. This is its own sort of well-oiled machine, much like his clinic, but with an entirely different energy.
“I’d come to hear that,” he admits with a small smile - perhaps not for the reason he should, but for curiosity’s sake. How long has it been since their Tower’s seen a demigod? Even a… reluctant (?) one. How could he not want to see that? The man's lips press together as he shakes his head; “No, not personally. I’ve heard of her, though. Several times, and each time it’s been… unusual.”
Dark hands run along even the shadowed wood of the cathedral’s pews. The light is dying in the sanctuary and someone comes out to set candles in their holders, methodical and calm. This is its own sort of well-oiled machine, much like his clinic, but with an entirely different energy.
“I’d come to hear that,” he admits with a small smile - perhaps not for the reason he should, but for curiosity’s sake. How long has it been since their Tower’s seen a demigod? Even a… reluctant (?) one. How could he not want to see that? The man's lips press together as he shakes his head; “No, not personally. I’ve heard of her, though. Several times, and each time it’s been… unusual.”
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easy on my tethered soul, giving you all I got
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