[ briefly, sein's eyes flicker back down to the sheet of paper he had hastily stuffed under his foot upon entrance into the confessional. the one that has little more than a few sentences' worth of "setting" information, the one that offers a few lines of dialogue that most assuredly would not work in response to anything she has just thrown at him.
they had told him there would be some improv work, but nobody ever implied it'd be to this extent. ]
Uh. [ off to a great start, very convincing. ] I'm real.
[ as if suddenly unsure, he glances down at himself, only to be reminded he's in an outfit he's never seen before, presumably the kind of thing a "priest" is meant to be wearing... but apparently that term has far more interpretations than he was used to. ]
Are you looking for some kind of certification...?
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they had told him there would be some improv work, but nobody ever implied it'd be to this extent. ]
Uh. [ off to a great start, very convincing. ] I'm real.
[ as if suddenly unsure, he glances down at himself, only to be reminded he's in an outfit he's never seen before, presumably the kind of thing a "priest" is meant to be wearing... but apparently that term has far more interpretations than he was used to. ]
Are you looking for some kind of certification...?
[ is any of this even sexy??? ]