It’s certainly something to watch which words Jean trips over. He’d comfortably chalk it up to any amount of your typical culture differences, but the whole thing about a library assistant slaying its patrons as a matter of duty has him… reticent.

He bows his head slightly. “Thank you. But it’s simply where I’m needed. There’s no shame in cloistering oneself with books and study, they do very important work themselves. But for me, it… only felt right to go straight to where I could help.”

A pause. “Here, I’d like to do the same, only I think my services won’t be needed that often… I’ll have to see what else I can do for a job instead. I’m only very good at being a priest.”