Edmund met those beautiful blue eyes as they looked up at him, leaning into the hand against his face.  Bless this man.  Edmund knew he didn't believe in - even hated God, but he hoped God would understand and bless him anyway.  If there was a man that deserved it, it was Francis.

"Let's meet at the hotel every now and again.  I'm going to check the market, I know she liked hanging out there, and the streets near there."

Reluctantly, he stepped away from Francis and glanced at the church behind him.  She also could have been in there, hiding from him with the Father, but Francis had just been within, so he doubted it.

"Be safe.  I'll see you soon, yeah?"