You're a good guy, Olivine. A helluva lot better than most I know back home, anyway.

[ No matter the turmoil, the ups and downs, and even if there was another "side" of the priest no not the slutty one JKLDSFA as he was alluding to when it came to seeing people for more than just one thing, Ragna's opinion of him was going to need some serious work if it were ever going to change. Their eyes meet, and a faux breeze sweeps up behind them as "night" falls, rendering a chill down the taller man's back as he finds himself huddled just a little more against Olivine's side.

He's...definitely not feeling so lonely anymore. The lingering sense of it was there, if only thanks to that damned drink he had, but even without its sway?

This was nice. It was important to hear. And warmth spreads through him at the thought before he sighs more contently this time. ]

Hey, just checking, but...have you grabbed a bite to eat yet? [ Because this time it's Ragna's turn to return the favour. Besides those rabbit skewers that were being heavily advertised, there's also plenty of fresh, hot food or even colder snacks for beating the heat. ] If you don't got plans, my treat if we find something?