Stavanger Bay Your cruelty, and your neglect?

To her he hesitates, to him he allows just a perfect amount of leeway for Vanity to believe she knows him better than she truly does. One must reveal some cards into order to win. Doesn’t he? So as he confesses his liking towards her, she seems to feel just the same thing. Her sweet lips silting slowly up and up. Those words that come from her maw, her tone, that nice little pet name. He quirks his white brows to her pleasantly, he doesn’t mind the nickname. 

Then it’s her turn to pace around him. Oh, what a game they’re playing. It’s fun, exhilarating — a game of wit and tease. Really they’re just prodding at one another, finding more and more out about one another. Are there ulterior motives to both their actions? Probably — most likely rather.

“Fraudulence would mean I was lying — faking my love and service to God. I am pure because everything I do, I do in his name. I do for him and so others can learn of God’s true salvation and mercy.” His words flow from his rosey lips much to easily, no hesitation. They come from his heart — his soul — and he is shamelessly in love with his God. So much so to kill in his name.

He follows her with expectant, blue eyes. Allowing her to pace him without so much as batting an eye at her. His easy confidence is horribly obvious. He has so much faith in God that if he were to die this moment, he would accept it. He would accept any challenge he throws at him. 

Then he’s speaking up again. “I am God’s messenger, Vanity. Here to speak in his stead for those who cannot hear him. For those who do not believe his voice exists.” He closes his eyes momentarily. “I know he does though. I feel it and I will carry out any wish he has. Will take any challenge he gives me. If I were to die tomorrow I would gladly accept my fate. For the best thing for a man like me besides converting and gathering followers for him, would be to meet him.” His eyes flutter open, almost in an odd state of ecstasy. He leaves her room for her imagination to do the rest for what he would do for God.