[Perhaps submitting to Abel’s care of him is making Liem more susceptible to the Innocence’s influence, or perhaps his exhaustion is simply making it impossible for him to keep his focus for more than a minute or two at once. Either way, a vague, floaty manner descends slowly upon him once again as they continue down the street.]
Rome? No… that must be very far away…
[He struggles to bring to mind any of the foreign churches he might have heard of existing in different countries, but it’s like thinking through thick syrup. Nothing about Abel’s response sounds familiar in the least.]
I was taught at the Cathedral of Coins, in Oppara… [He smiles faintly at the memory of the last service he’d attended there, months ago during the quiet of winter.] But I’ve been away for some time now. Perhaps I should go back…
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Rome? No… that must be very far away…
[He struggles to bring to mind any of the foreign churches he might have heard of existing in different countries, but it’s like thinking through thick syrup. Nothing about Abel’s response sounds familiar in the least.]
I was taught at the Cathedral of Coins, in Oppara… [He smiles faintly at the memory of the last service he’d attended there, months ago during the quiet of winter.] But I’ve been away for some time now. Perhaps I should go back…