St. Sefiros: I see… hiding on the roof wasn’t very smart. It made you look like a criminal. I’ve no idea what I’m going to tell my followers about it at the next church session. *sighs, staring into the bottom of his cup* I don’t know at all. *looks up as the servant returns with a photo album and a large old tin filled with more photos* Here. *hands Jenna the album, which contains only pictures of St. Sefiros at different stages of his life (and at different rituals and ceremonies), as well as Jenova, who has morphed herself into the form of a beautiful woman*
