Francis smiled huge at the nod, he had some tiny hope for the first time in a while. He would have celebrated with the priest if he had some wine or anything on him.

"Being compassionate for someone others would cast out could make others think bad of you. If people don't like someone, the friend of my enemy is my enemy or something like that?" He said allowed. "Not that any one else knows about my past in this town. Well, I mean Father Richards perhaps has a hint. I sort of made a joke when I saw him before." He admitted with a grin.