[After a brief flash of quiet surprise, a soft smile graces the clergyman. It feels good to help others with the burdens they bear, if only because it's what's he's used to. His devotion to his work, to his church and goddess, was all he had for a time, after all. It's only since his unintentional departure from Bear Den that he's found there's more for him, that he more reason to be alive than the sins for which he must make amends.
With the glyph on the page dry, he sets the mug atop it and conjures an orb of water, the globule hovering just over his palm before it falls into the cup. There's more in Regis' troubles that is familiar as well, though painfully so.]
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Date: 2017-02-21 02:55 am (UTC)With the glyph on the page dry, he sets the mug atop it and conjures an orb of water, the globule hovering just over his palm before it falls into the cup. There's more in Regis' troubles that is familiar as well, though painfully so.]
I know what it is like to have lost a father.