He was already about to move when the nudge comes, but because it is Father Harman he does not roll his eyes, and simply follows. On the other side, his gaze is arrested by...he does not know what it is, but it is black, and shiny, and low to the ground, and looks like it might go fast.
He adds a brief flash of covetousness to the list of things he must confess, just because he would quite like to touch it.
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In his time, or his own.
He was already about to move when the nudge comes, but because it is Father Harman he does not roll his eyes, and simply follows. On the other side, his gaze is arrested by...he does not know what it is, but it is black, and shiny, and low to the ground, and looks like it might go fast.
He adds a brief flash of covetousness to the list of things he must confess, just because he would quite like to touch it.