Cath started to tell the priest he'd come to him, but Peter was already up and moving by the time he made it to the office. "You needn't have gotten up, Father," he said. "I could have come to you."
"Firstly, I was just checking on how you were," he admitted. He hadn't seen the him since the braintrust meeting that had gone sixes and sevens. Since Father Fitzpatrick had issues with technology, he didn't keep up on the ship community like many of the others.
He looked downward for a moment. "And I need your advise," he said quietly. "On a private matter." The guilt of lying to people who were trusting him with their lives and the lives of their loved ones was wearing on him heavily. Especially what with Ronnie treating him somewhat like a role model and Sean confiding in him as an equal and even a superior.
But he was afraid of destroying everything they'd done if the truth emerged. "Can we speak in your office, please?" he asked quietly.