She watched his face as he pondered her question. No, this wasn't his idea at all. Now she was a little confused. After all, the church wasn't supposed to be decorated with flowers for Lent. Doing so would be unorthodox and that wasn't how Father Kemble operated. Her brows furrowed as she pondered the implications of her own thoughts. Should she voice her concerns to Father Richards?

"Father Kemble is still leading the Mass," Dorothea stated. It wasn't a question. Father Richards was back but he wasn't the head priest. She crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes darkening a little. "I don't think I like this game he's playing..." with you. The words weren't spoken but were there.