Some people would say it's supposed to be. That priests provide comfort and stability in a... harsh and chaotic world, or something.

[ not her kind, of course. finally, snagging one last handful of snacks and then picking up her boots in her other hand, anathema starts moving for the stairs. ]

Well. Again, welcome to the house, Xellos. Don't eat up my snacks and don't go into my room. I'm going to take the world's longest shower and then sleep for a year.