[IC - backdated; with Sam]

[pieta_au_lait]

[this afternoon finds Robin dressed for cleaning in the chapel, scrubbing at the wax stains on the altar.]

Comments

[bitchester]

[it's difficult for him to be quiet after he steps inside. Sam stops and watches her quietly]

[pieta_au_lait]

[notices him but doesn't say anything at first, working on a particularly persnickety piece of candle wax]

[bitchester]

Are you required to do that?

[pieta_au_lait]

... no. I do it because I like to.

[bitchester]

... Soothing, then?

[pieta_au_lait]

When I was at the monastery, these were my daily chores. So... probably.

[bitchester]

Huh. That's why I still study literature. I guess it's the same thing.

[pieta_au_lait]

It's part of your job too, right?

[bitchester]

I wouldn't say reading Catcher in the Rye tells me how to kill vampires.

[pieta_au_lait]

That's just one example. Reading books makes you smarter... or it's supposed to.

[bitchester]

Yeah, supposedly.

[pieta_au_lait]

[looks down at her sponge and sighs, bowing her head]

... what is it that you need, Sam?

[bitchester]

... I need help. And-I wanted to apologize, for what happened.

[pieta_au_lait]

[leans back on her heels]

Okay.

[bitchester]

I-I remember what I said to you. That's not ...

[pieta_au_lait]

Do you know John 8:32?