Francis shook his head and scratched his head. "No need. Idle hands are the devil's workshop or what the saying is? If I'm earning my food and bed, it isn't a problem to take care of it. It all doesn't need to be done at once. You're supposed to be helping people and getting us closer to god, right? You can't be spending time wiping pews or washing windows." He chuckled and couldn't believe he was agreeing to this nonsense. It was mostly because he had stuff to think about thanks to Brennan and he'd remember that at least for now.

"If you feed me now I'll start after it's all hit my belly." He said with a small grin sitting a bit straighter as he was thinking about the promise of food.