[Cw: reference to prostitution]

Francis dropped his arm and started to toy with some threads on his sleeve. "I appreciate your kindness so far, father. Most who walk through those doors wouldn't give me such kindness. But you're naive to think there's much of any good left. It was the good flock back home and through out my travels that has brought me to this point. Not acts of his all mighty. Our families kicked me out for loving him though I did nothing more. And no one who sits in pews like this want to help out a stranger in need funny enough. "

He chuckled low and looked away. avoiding Brennan's gaze, "but it's strange how some wolves who hide among them will come out when a guy hits rock bottom comes along and will offer anything for a meal and a drink or two."

He stopped messing with the strand of thread. "Is that part of his plan or just the truth of the world? "