"Hardly," without much pause he offered the jug to Joshua. "Do tell me you can do this right. Pour, pause, let her give me a truth. It's holy water but it has no bite to it. He didn't believe as much as he thought he did. Priests are funny."
He tilted his head and stepped to the side. "This is my son, by the way. Joshua. He's a thorn in my side, but ever so lucky for him I can't quite remove him. First truth you can give us if there's any Greeks you know." Then with a frown he looked at her arms, "oh, hello."
He smirked then, "Joshua pet, she's a suicide. I wonder if she believes. Or better, baptized. I do like getting suicides. So much fun." He chuckled. "Now go ahead and try not to fuck this up Joshua. No interruptions this time. No one will come for her. They have learned their lesson."