The priest who opened the door for us was dressed in a white robe trimmed in gold. I had half expected a priest to be wearing the loose, one layered yukata I'd seen Nehcor wear, but this multi-layered visage made me think more of catholic priests, funny little cap included.
He smiled at first, opening his mouth to greet us, only for that mouth to close into a frown on seeing Gus. I looked over to see Gus with his eyes to the floor.
"Welcome to the temple of Necor," said the priest, his gaze still on Gus. "I'm sorry, miss, but are his eyes red?"
"Of course not. They're maroon," and before he could say that was the same thing, I said babbled on like a stereotypical airhead desperate for salvation, "This is the main hall opened to all worshipers, right? Oh, I do hope so, I haven't had the
