Duncan shifted into a more comfortable position and leaned back against the sofa. Through the gaps in the bandages crisscrossing his face, he watched the priestess before him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"Now that you know who I am, what are your thoughts?" he said with a laugh, "From the perspective of the Death Church—you should report this immediately."
Agatha opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words. It took her a full half minute before she managed a wry smile and spread her hands, "You've put me in a very awkward position..."