It'd be rude of me to suggest as much.

[ Spoilers: Kleken is rude. But in this case, it's very much a compliment to how charming he found the other man to be, for a multitude of reasons. ]

[ Speaking of chapels, Wriothesley is not alone in his curiosity. Considering the slums Kleken grew up in himself, not to mention his own lack of romantic prospects and religious interests, his own familiarity with a chapel is limited to having been forced into one for work. It doesn't show though, at least not on Kleken himself from the way he keeps his attention on his current partner instead of looking around. His tentacles, however, are in overdrive, reaching out to touch and feel and sense everything within reach. ]

[ At least some part of him is honest. ]

[ Even if it's not the verbal part. ]

I'm much more the practical type. It fit me well.

[ It was absolutely too large for him and Kleken is an intensely sentimental type, so he could take that as the truth or the lie that it was. ]

[ In a case of the blind leading the blind, his gaze fixes on the front of the room and the altar there. ]

I believe there's our final destination.