"I'll open the door!" a child's voice came from the other side of the door. The child was curious about who would come to see Bishop at that time, but more than that, he was tired of writing letters and wanted to stretch his legs.
A reminder for me that while I was away, Bishop adopted another kid into the cult—something I didn't pay much attention to before, but now I really had no choice.
Whatever. That was Bishop's business. If there were any treacherous thoughts in the kid's head, I'd be able to tell, but there weren't, so it was all fine.
The door to Bishop's house opened, showing me the boy himself, with Bishop hovering just behind his shoulder. Gi was there too, but I couldn't see him behind Bishop's back. The boy didn't like strangers, and until I would turn out to be not a stranger, he exercised caution. I approved.
"Greetings, mister?.." Bishop looked at me expectantly, at the same time pulling the new kid back by a shoulder.
