[She professes to hate religion and to find him pathetic for believing but even if she doesn't believe there's a peace to the chapel that he works to maintain. Quiet and soothing with candles always burning because somehow here there's no worrying about affording fresh candles for service or forgoing meals to be able to make more pamphlets. He can keep soft lighting and a couple sticks of earthy incense burning.
So maybe she can at least find some comfort here, even if it is secular comforts instead of spiritual ones. Even as frightening as she is the thought makes Credence's lip twitch up in something that could only be considered a smile on him. Fleeting though it is, even without the danger of her gaze on him.
He will let her rest... and wait to fix the pews until she's gone so as to not disturb her or antagonize her further.]
Punishment from God. His mother despises him... same difference (at least he's pretty when he cries?
So maybe she can at least find some comfort here, even if it is secular comforts instead of spiritual ones. Even as frightening as she is the thought makes Credence's lip twitch up in something that could only be considered a smile on him. Fleeting though it is, even without the danger of her gaze on him.
He will let her rest... and wait to fix the pews until she's gone so as to not disturb her or antagonize her further.]