"Cheerful?" Her brow furrowed as she gave it some quick thought. "I believe His Holiness might say something appropriately...inspiring in the coming week, if you prefer."
Lex noticed the people passing by in her periphery, but was by far accustomed to it. There were always those in need of attending, whether by her or by someone with actual authority. "Different, at times," she admitted, "every priest organizes their own sermons. Quality varies with the topic, in my experience." It was the luxury and hazard of being a local place of pilgrimage, for what member of clergy didn't want to enjoy being in the near presence of the Cardinal and attempt to show off a bit? There were always visitors in the monasteries and always some bothersome commotion to attend to.