03-04-2022, 04:31 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-04-2022, 05:53 AM by Malachi Brennan.)
...Why did he get the sense that the three of them were suddenly more uncomfortable than before he'd walked in?
Malachi's smile lessened somewhat. Father Richards seemed far from pleased, and the other two didn't look particularly welcoming either.
"Morning, Chéri," he returned in French with a dip of his head. "I hope the room suited you well."
As for Francis' excuse, Malachi hummed lightly, and said, "at least let him eat in peace, please. It's too early to be bothered."
At least Father Richards had greeted Francis in the first place. He suspected he wasn't too far off in assuming that the guests were a bit of a shock for the other priest... but would it have been better to make them stay on the street? Malachi cleared his throat, for the first time feeling a bit awkward, and made no move to grab any food.
Malachi's smile lessened somewhat. Father Richards seemed far from pleased, and the other two didn't look particularly welcoming either.
"Morning, Chéri," he returned in French with a dip of his head. "I hope the room suited you well."
As for Francis' excuse, Malachi hummed lightly, and said, "at least let him eat in peace, please. It's too early to be bothered."
At least Father Richards had greeted Francis in the first place. He suspected he wasn't too far off in assuming that the guests were a bit of a shock for the other priest... but would it have been better to make them stay on the street? Malachi cleared his throat, for the first time feeling a bit awkward, and made no move to grab any food.
