Portugal
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sitting in a restaurant, calmly enjoying his wine with casual clothes, not a hint of his religion tonight.
spots the curious man from before and moves over to his table, sitting in front of him without asking.
raises one eyebrow at him, but simply sips his wine, hiding a thin smile.
folds his arms on the table and watches him intently. "Why the sudden change of heart?"
shrugs. "No idea.. I just sold my church, gave up on everything..." orders a pizza, drinking still.
stares at him for a moment longer before laughing. "I see, well good for you then."
shrugs. "I hope so." he smiles, resting his glass on the table and looking at him. "And you? Missed me?"