[littl3chocobo]

he did not see her again until halfway through morning prayer though he had no mind for god once he saw her. that she seemed to have a different outfit each day was a crime, that each made her look more beautiful than the last was surely a sin. though which ever it was more of did not matter because he was slowly being charmed by both. he did not stop staring until she was seated and lost from view, only pale fabric and paler hands could be seen