AMOS & CIAN -- BUTCHER STREET: 3:10PM. -- COMPLETE!
"And to go along, one way or another," Cian finished. Faram didn't have anything to do with it, by his reckoning, but whatever helped the priest sleep at night.
"Well, I wouldn't want to keep you," he said when the roar of the hovercar interrupted his train of thought. Probably for the best, he thought. He didn't have much more on the charlatan - and he didn't want any more on Faram's plans, either. "Good to know you and yours are doing fine." A pause, then, "I hear anything concrete about the new messiah, I'll pass it along." Wouldn't do him any harm. "In the meantime, places to go, things to do. Looks like your guy's about to leave you stranded here if you don't hurry." A half smile, hand raised, and then they both went on their respective ways.