Azrael nodded gently, turning to dip her head once more, hands still politely folded in her lap. The service was almost over, and they would be able to talk without disturbing the Priest and the choir. The last part of the sermon was delivered, the priest speaking of the importance of renewal and rebirth, looking to the upcoming Spring. He spoke of the hardships of winter and how important it was to be there for people, to do good work in Gods name.
Once it was over and people had started to leave, Azrael spoke.
"It's nice here... Peaceful. Quiet." she said, tilting her her head up to look to the ceiling. Giggling, she lowered her gaze again and turned to look at Sharon. "Of course, when the choir sings it isn't so quiet but it's still nice"
She covered her mouth with the back of her hand as if she were embarrassed. "I am sorry, you must think me so rude to talk to you out of the blue."