[ Attention shifting from the stranger to the high windows, he cracks a small smile and wrings at his hands lightly, gaze dipping down to the comforting motion. ]
[ he looks embarrassed to have spoken out loud. it's a historical church, something that brings visitors in from all over. he should be more respectful of the others coming in to pray – or should be slipping into a pew himself. he clears his throat. ( sorry, god. ) ]
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... yeah.
[ Attention shifting from the stranger to the high windows, he cracks a small smile and wrings at his hands lightly, gaze dipping down to the comforting motion. ]
It's calming.
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he clears his throat. ( sorry, god. ) ]
I think these are from the 1800's of something.