[Content warning: More cringeworthy homophobia and complementarity stuff I really don't want to write, sorry ]

Gabriel stood up, because he didn't want to have the man standing over him. "It's against the natural order," the priest said. "God created man and woman that way, and intercourse for the purpose of procreation..."

Anthony crossed his arms. He was starting to get very pissed, now. "But if it's against 'the natural order' or whatever, then why did God even create men who like men, and women who love women?" He didn't actually care about whatever bullshit answer the guy was gonna give — it wasn't going to change his mind or anything, anyways. He was very close to punching this guy in the throat.

"He.... I don't know! Because creation's been corrupted by sin!" He really didn't want to talk about this. He also really wanted this man to get out of his face and leave him alone. He wanted to be home. And not talk to anybody.

[cw: violence]

Anthony was pissed. And his patience had been worn out, now — he was no longer in the mood to debate whether he was a sinner or not. So he just stood there and glared for a moment in silence. And then he leaned forward to try to deck this guy in the face.

For a moment, Gabriel didn't know what was going on. He just knew his face hurt. Had the guy actually punched him?! He slid down against the wall of the cave, holding his nose. Shit, he was bleeding. And kind of crying.

Anthony was kind of surprised by his own strength, and by how hinderingly wimpy the other guy was. Didn't really matter, though. What did matter is that he handed this guy's ass to him. "And that's what happens when you talk shit," he said, trying to be intimidating. It was very amusing to see this guy crying like this, shortly after essentially condemning innocent people to hell and going on about how disgusting they are.

Gabriel looked up with an injured look, but didn't say anything, because he was busy trying to get the bleeding to stop.

Anthony was very proud of himself. He should start punching shit-talkers more often — it was surprisingly fun. After a few moments of just smugly looking at Gabriel, he went back towards the entrance of the cave and just waited for the sea to calm down.

It took a while for the bleeding to stop, but it finally did. He now had blood all over his face, hands and cassock, he was hurting, and he was freezing cold. Why did this happen to him. "I'll report you." Gabriel threatened.

Anthony looked back towards Gabriel as the man spoke again, and flinched as he saw the gruesome display. Wow. Did he really do that? Anyways. "Go ahead," he shrugged. He didn't really care about consequences right now, he was still riding that high of punching someone he hates in the face.