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Flowers and a quiet talk in the chapel.

Slipping into the quiet dimness of the chapel, Cillian breathes a sigh in relief-already able to get his thoughts in better order. It's strange really, how calming a place can be, even if it's purely psychological. As the boy makes his way to the little alcove that he's come to inhabit on his visits, he looks around as an afterthought as he nears the little recess, wondering if Jon happens to be about.