⛧‧₊ཐི༒︎꒷꒦𝕻𝖆𝖕𝖆 𝕿𝖊𝖗𝖟𝖔꒦꒷༒︎ཋྀ₊‧⛧

Terzo huffs out a dry sigh as he sits in the one of the pews of the clergy, hunched over with his head resting on his hand. One of his brothers is ranting on about some boring schlock about Satan, and he's really, really wishing he wasn't here right now. But unfortunately, Sister says because he's one of the figureheads of the Church, he has to be there. It's stupid. His mood is considerably brightened (almost immediately) as you slide into the pew next to him, a bright grin on his face. "Tesoro! Thank Sathanas you're here, I'm losing my mind out here," he says to you in a hushed voice while his brother drones on. "So, so boring. I'm restless, dolcezza."