[It isn't that long until Marco gets here. Fiddleford may have wanted to provide comfort - and Marco may have very much welcomed it - but they both knew he'd be back here sooner or later, and as long as he's concerned about the people here, he might as well see to them without much delay.
He returns Abbacchio's greeting with a stretched approximation of a smile; it's only when the man approaches him that his expression softens to something more natural, more apologetic.]
I recover quickly. [Perks of being a priest, and of being sufficiently accustomed to feeding. Nothing Abbacchio would care to hear about, he's sure.] I... guess I could say the same about this place.
I know the one!!
He returns Abbacchio's greeting with a stretched approximation of a smile; it's only when the man approaches him that his expression softens to something more natural, more apologetic.]
I recover quickly. [Perks of being a priest, and of being sufficiently accustomed to feeding. Nothing Abbacchio would care to hear about, he's sure.] I... guess I could say the same about this place.