[ It's not the best defense he's heard. In fact, it gives him the kind of vibe of wanting to shove Liem into a locker or give him a swirlie (or whatever the godly equivalent of that might be). ]

Good, honest, necessary... [ He nods along, then: ] And boring. Like, I know priests are usually squares and all, but c'mon.

[ He laughs as he takes a draw from his cigarette, and at the very least, Liem doesn't get a face full of smoke after. He's not that rude, at least. ]

'Kay, then I'm afraid to ask this, but I'm gonna anyways. What do you do for fun?