"Sorry. I didn't intend to mean you were delicate in anyway, I can only..ah.. guess what you hear in confession. But it still just feels so inappropriate to speak of to you. I apologize." How many times would he say sorry in his life and still continue on the path of similar mistakes?

"Yes, but it is still a shame. Some of them would only use the money to drink anyway. Not that one more meal does them a lot of good. I wish there was a way to make money for a new shelter or something. And I certainly don't agree with them attacking you when you only wish to help. If you ever need me to help keep an eye on the place, don't hesitate. I can hang around just outside in case anyone suspicious begins lurking around. " He wasn't sure of basically asking to hang around to arrest these troubled men was a good or bad thing, but as a constable it was what came to him first.

When he returned he rubbed his hands together as he sat before picking up his tea again and sipped it slowly. "Ah did you want more?" He asked noticing the other cup empty. "Our meal will be ready in just moments but there is no rush. "