@alrosary , it’s good to see a fellow man of the cloth...
“I see they let you keep yours.”
A deep voice from some several centimeters above where the other man sat upon that bench, from a figure that contrasted the surrounding white snow with dark robes that painted a clear picture of his status. Kirei did not don a cross like he was used to, but nonetheless his collar and the deep blue stole that adorned his shoulders was enough of a display of his faith.
Dark eyes, just slightly squinted by the small smile on his face, focused on the beads in the other’s hands, along the cross at their ends, and then to its owner’s visage. “You wouldn’t happen to have managed to hold onto a Bible as well, would you? It is a shameful thing to take these away from a man of God, and yet I find myself in that very predicament.”