[Salone]

"Right, mates. Let's settle down for a spell."

Isaac chuckled at his unintentional pun as he held his hands up, asking for peace between the fiery zealot and the edgy child from earlier. With casual ease he produced two of his trademark candy bars, offering one in each direction.

"Right Creampuff, maybe I was harsh to you before. I didn't have my tea this morning and I cannot tell you how that ruins the rest of the day. Here's a peace offering. For about the next twenty or so minutes anyway."

He turned his head, giving the Tosser With Religious Background a wry grin.

"Oh I'm sure I've sinned lots if you dig far enough. Hell, I suppose magic and sorcery are enough for damnation, no matter their use. Curly Wurly, mate?"