[While he’s hesitant to say why he’s “suitably equipped”, he still manages a dry smile as the priest lays his hand on his arm. Gently, he rests his own over it.]
I made a promise. I wouldn’t be any kind of man if I didn’t keep it. God bless you, Father.
[And with that, he takes his leave. It looks like he’ll have to prepare himself for the night, after all, even if only mentally and spiritually. There’s not much more for him to do besides that.]
[When he arrives at the church the following evening, he’s in pretty much the same clothes as what he wore when he was helping with the building efforts for the parishioners house: a simple t-shirt that had seen better days but was still fit for being in public and some worn jeans. He’s cracking his knuckles as he looks around for Mukuro, an old habit to work out energy and make sure he doesn’t cramp up when it’s important.]
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I made a promise. I wouldn’t be any kind of man if I didn’t keep it. God bless you, Father.
[And with that, he takes his leave. It looks like he’ll have to prepare himself for the night, after all, even if only mentally and spiritually. There’s not much more for him to do besides that.]
[When he arrives at the church the following evening, he’s in pretty much the same clothes as what he wore when he was helping with the building efforts for the parishioners house: a simple t-shirt that had seen better days but was still fit for being in public and some worn jeans. He’s cracking his knuckles as he looks around for Mukuro, an old habit to work out energy and make sure he doesn’t cramp up when it’s important.]