[ Rey arrives shortly after Rowana leaves, her staff slung over her shoulder, a single spare set of clothes in her arms that Rowana had given her earlier. She looks the part of a starved and lost orphan. Because she is. That's what she is. If only her hair were still wet from her shower, she'd look even sadder, but she has her two possessions and a pleading expression on her face when she arrives at his door and knocks to be allowed in. ]
to ... ordain you? "welcome to the club?" i'm catholic i can make this joke