Noctisardor Bypass john 13:20

"surely there are many ways to serve god, amadeo. he gave me ten children!" heda said, an exclamation of dedicated joy that became a sob as she looked sharply, starkly, down at the boys. when the golden eyes raised once more, they gleamed with tears as of yet held back from a final flood. "and then god saw fit to take six of them, to lead them from me. to keep them from me. to take one for himself. my sons are —" and there was a fracture in the pale surface, "but he led a daughter back."
rambling, a thorn-rose in danger of being desiccated beneath the sun of amadeo's eyes. "i will listen," she said earnestly to the darkfurred man, "and i will — accept — what god has for me. but surely i've displeased him in motherhood. it's the only reason i can think why his punishment has been so harsh."
a breath; "but anyway — thank you. i - i needed to hear the things you said."
a shaking exhale turned her once more back to the sons at her side. "they'll need someone who knows god too."
she'd left him behind on the island, for the most part.