Seeing her smile and the emotions that was being displayed on her status, Adam's eyes narrowed into a visible frown,
"You were testing me?"
"I was testing everyone in the room."
Her smile never wavered as she spoke out those treacherous words, "I always test everyone, even the pope or even my fellow saints and saintesses. That's just how I am…"
Her voice was calm and unwavering as she enunciated, clearly her words.
While she was quite apologetic about how this came to be, she sadly had no choice in the matter as long as she wished to keep herself safe.
"Bringing you into the church, observing you, serving coffee mixed with holy water. Layer after layer of tests to assure me that I am not facing a nefarious being and even then I will continue to doubt you. What if it's an illusion? What if my senses were altered?
