Diego had never been an overly religious person - he believed in himself more than a single large deity out there ruling the cosmos, or turtles carrying the world on their back, or that the earth was secretly a womb or whichever thought process you belonged to. He wasn't going to say there weren't powers out there stronger than him, but common sense said that humans weren't the top of the food chain without getting metaphysics involved, so he was hardly going out on a limb.
But if Diego were to ever pinpoint a moment where it felt as though his soul hummed, it was listening to a church choir and voices harmonizing. Something about it was electric and while he didn't think he'd win any talent competition, singing church hymns was a guilty pleasure he hadn't let go of. He didn't have a lot of those in life and maybe it was wrong of him to look forward to any part of this service, but the small pleasures of life were vital, especially when the days were so dark.
Rubbing his thumb against a crinkled corner of a program, he leaned forward and felt something pull in his back from the motion. Too much time spent hunched over, but who was surprised? He wasn't getting any younger, might as well start talking about hard candy and the weather. Speaking of which… "Good thing we have the candles, sounds like the power may go out before we're done. Be just like the sleepovers this place used to have."