There were too many differences between this girl - Zoie - and the last one that Daniel had "wooed" for him to compare... but they did both have blonde hair. Daniel had always had the slightest of weaknesses for blonde hair. Which was why his mind was filling with all sorts of dirty thoughts as he accepted the hand offered and gave it a warm shake, holding a little longer than he had to as he brought up his inactive power and let it flow through him into her. Let that dependence she had on other people for whatever reason grow that much and let her be more pliable to his will. He was getting quite a few ideas... how long had it been since he had properly defiled the altar? Too long. And there was something undeniably pure about this Zoie.
Daniel loved ruining pure things.
"I do know the Bible cover to cover," he assured her with a chuckle, sliding his arm around her shoulders to guide her towards the sanctuary. "And I've helped quite a few people since I've dedicated myself to the church. If you tell me what's wrong..." He let the words hang. "Are you perhaps suffering a crisis of faith, my dear?"