[to say it had taken him a moment to wrap his head around the prospect of demons in churches being a bad thing would not be an exaggeration. It had stopped him so thoroughly for a moment that he hadn't originally even noticed when someone had arrived to fill the role of "antagonist" in this case... but after another moment or two, it's definitely easier to just accept it for what it is.

So, clad in a much more full robe than he's used to (and a number of... goodies underneath, fitting for the role of a slutty priest), he can clutch his makeshift holy book (that definitely doesn't double as a controller for a vibe, with a compartment in the pages to hold said vibe) a little more seriously. It's best to be properly in character, right? Even if the point really is just sex... now what was the line?]

Demon, begone. This church is a holy place, and not suited for a creature of sin like yourself!

[He's—a decent enough actor, as it turns out. Is the costume also having an effect? Who knows. What he does know is that it's very difficult to look at Reno like this, clad in gemstone and gauze, and not find himself wanting to blush. Of course he has no questions about how gorgeous the Turk is, but their previous interaction pales in comparison to this.]

Leave this place, or be expelled by force.