Deliver Us

BASTIEN i am the remedy to your heart, Bastien was relieved when The Voice appeared at the shrine. He had held a worry that they could arrive just to receive the cold silence of rejection; that Samuel's sins could have marred them all. Yet to his surprise, she seemed warm towards all of them. He sighed, aware he was probably being unfairly harsh on the small man but too distressed about Rexanna to fully dismiss the anger inside himself. At least Samuel stepped up and took the blame right away. Bastien watched quietly, listening to the tale of events given: hardly detailed, but that didn't matter to him. What did matter was his wife. "We were hoping you may be able to help Rexanna, my lady. Please." I am the carbon collected. I am the printed upon your stars.