"Priest, then," Ava's tone was uncommitted and she wasn't exactly sure how to feel by calling a man by his calling. But then again, all the other priests were dead and all the other reverends. It wasn't as if he could be mistaken for someone else. "I'm glad you trying Fa- Priest. You'll have to forgive me, I would have called you by the title and your given name, I just wasn't sure of it. My apologizes, I'm just used to the late pastor's title. Father Jim."
There's a glance, but this glance is one of admiration for the scenery of the river, the firey leaves, and the mountains as utter beauty and one of God's best works. "It's hard not to fall in love with a place like this. Though, to be very fair, the furthest East I got was Washington DC as apart of a study. How far East did you come from?" She couldn't quite place the accent.
It was the mention of family that drew a curious look and she somehow managed to stuff down her expression of annoyance. Though she did mention her family, didn't she? "Not today. Mom's sick and since the doctor takes a bit of payment, she's trying to stay home and rest. Dad's spent the last week preparing for winter." She decided not to mention Livy, Olivia would never show up in a church though there would be another pale eyed, full lipped brunette running around among the Tawa. "They should be in attendance next week."