"Good. Will you tell me where ta find yer father? I've been wanting to see him for a while. Bet you've no idea who I am. But I came from Hull too."

She said as she stared up at Jesus. He was such a self righteous know it all to her. But then she barely knew region. It wasn't for people like her.

She decided to look away from it to look back at him. Looking at him closer up, he looked worn down and tired. Something she certainly related to, but doubted it was from the same reason. He wasn't meeting men to fill his pockets.