"Yes," he said on a sigh, deflating a bit in his seat.

His fingers twitched in an aborted gesture, then curled into themselves. His faith in Her and in himself has been tested every day for the past six months.

Recognizing the weight of guilt and now-familiar spiral of his own thoughts, Eleven jumped to his feet and forced a smile.

"Anyway, I know it's difficult to be separated from your Goddess, but I hope you can find some solace here. Raida will always welcome you to Her temple."