Vicar watched the pair as the girl was set down. It wasn't hard to figure out that he was a templar, which meant she was most likely a Sister. Though their responses were, well, less then useful. The woman simply pointing out the blatantly obvious, and the templar just saying his job. "Right..." he said looking at them wondering if they were simple of the mind. But then he remembered they were religious types, meaning they had no practical skills beyond what they were trained for and common knowledge was simply lost to them. He watched them for a few moments, the man whispering to the woman. Though he would of liked another good fighter along, the girl wouldn't be of any use. Mostly just another mouth to feed.
 
 After a few moments he decided that in all honesty, he simply didn't care. So he reached into his satchel from the barracks and pulled out an apple taking a bite into it and started walking "Look our options aren't that complicated.Stick together, or die apart" He was slightly annoyed that he actually had to spell this out to them "But to be honest do whatever the hell you want. I'm sure the goddess will spare you a horrible death like she did everyone else in this forsaken town." he said walking away from the church heading towards the edge of town and he didn't really think they would last long enough to see that horde again, considering they would probably die before that.