"Mmm... mmm, fresh air, yes." She swallowed hard, shaking a little as she stood up. She hesitated, noticing the priest coming closer to them. Quickly, out of his sight, she stored the rosary into her cleavage, rearranging her neckline and adjusting her veil. "Let's go..." She laced her hand together with Christopher's as she'd done in the carriage, both for comfort and reassurance.