She frowned lightly as she listened, her finger reaching to trace his jaw. She wasn't sure what precisely had occurred (a thought which brought forth its own set of worries) but she hated the idea of anything bringing him down.
"It's why I never let the mortals close. They're too fragile." And it was exactly why people needed to stop asking her about the priest. He easn't too close. Not a bit.
Leaning, she gave his cheek a tender kiss, offering her hand. "Want to blow this shack and take a walk?"