[He crosses his arms as he watches her pace. It feels like there's a very simple suggestion he could make to get her blood pumping, but it isn't coming to him.]

[Not to mention...observing her habits is the problematic part, Reisi... Though, he'd had this problem when it'd come to a prayer he'd done with a previous god, too; they'd gone into someone's home. The fact that he'd found it so easy to follow and watch this supplicant (before he finally realized what it looked like, just a few minutes ago) doesn't...speak well of him; who knows how many times he's done this kind of thing. Maybe even with... Maybe even with the god he seems to have remembered yesterday morning.]

[To avoid thinking about it, he goes over to the trashcan and picks up the crumpled page.] Hrm... [These are just circles and scratches. Just frustrated scribbling.]

[Movement near the young lady catches his eye.] A friend? [They greet each other, and then start to head off somewhere.] That's perfect. They'll probably discuss it.

[Seems like finding it a bit weird isn't actually going to stop him, as he moves to follow.]

...By the way. There was something about a giant sword?