ring around the rosey

[he's sat on one of the pews, watching as Ash gets comfortable on the altar. he doesn't say anything about it, it's not his problem if she wants to make the fae angry, or if she doesn't know what fae are. he doesn't think anything will happen anyway, their punishment already clear enough. she's so - indifferent, about this. he doesn't know if that's a blessing or a curse.

they aren't friends -- there isn't anything to patch up or talk about -- so they have two options to get out of here.]

So would I. [for very different reasons. he glances to the paper, then up to Ash. his expression is (mostly) unreadable, save for the intensity behind his eyes and a thin smile.] They mean consummation.