He groaned in frustration and turned towards Gabriel. "You are. Look at you."

He stepped up to him and took his hands but not in a loving gesture. It was one of desperation, for him to realize.

"You were fine before I confessed to you. Whatever you felt it was in control. It was me being the devil and leading you astray without meaning to. Despite this you've been so kind and tried to help me no matter what you wanted, you did your job. When it might have been so easy to just throw me away and forbid me from coming to you. You punished yourself more to be the wonderful and caring priest you are. This town is lucky to have you. I know they are, even if they don't always realize it. I'm not sitting in that pew watching you just to see you. I listen to your words and they touch me deeply. If you weren't so good and wonderful, this wouldn't be so hard."