Father Murphy smiled, shaking Kurt's hand firmly and gesturing for him to sit. "It is my first time, yes," he said with a slight flush, "It's very big. Busy. But I thought I could do good work here. You have no idea how happy I was to hear you were thinking of joining us. I haven't yet come across any...openly mutated priests in my travels," he said, seeming to choose his words carefully so as not to be insulting, "I think we loose many young mutants because they feel they don't have a face they can identify with in the church. We still hold the...torch baring...witch burning stigma."
He rubbed at the back of his neck, "So...you don't sound like you were born here either...Germany, right?"