[Content warning: Blasphemous pun]

Gabriel felt a sense of relief. No uncomfortable details he would have to ask for. "You are not a beast." he said quietly. "We can't always control what we see... or what it does to us. What matters is the will and the effort to live holy lives and keep our thoughts holy..."

Try keeping your thoughts holy when every time you prayed Mass there was a half-naked man upon the cross. The son of God did indeed look divine.

"Perhaps... perhaps it would be easier to direct your attention elsewhere, rather than spend all your energy trying to fight these thoughts."