[Suzerain of Sheol]

Though he cannot sense what must be the titanic mana-presence of the boy's Servant, the hulking fool is impossible to miss as he storms into the cathedral. Heinrich watches through narrow eyes as the creature makes itself comfortable. He has no care for whatever historic personage it might be; it appears to be of the Lancer class, though that, too, is irrelevant. A small obstacle for his Archers, of little consequence. Fitting that he should be paired with such an incompetent Master.

The priest's gaze then slides to the other occupant of the room, a man of his age, and seemingly effecting the pretense of friendship. Already, the Executor assesses him as the most dangerous person in the room. And where might his Servant be...?

"So," his cutting voice strikes out. Heinrich stows his rosary away once more. "This is not a children's crusade, after all. What path of sin has brought you to this house of Christ, I wonder?"