“Kyrie? Well, no… but since you trust me enough with your middle name, I was actually just about to ask that you called me by my namesake, Thomas. ‘Kyrie’ is a bit too cute for someone like me, don’t you think?” said 'Thomas' while smiling.

 The False Priest then made his way towards an alley and beckoned Miriam to follow him. The silhouette of a nearby lamp cast dark shadows around him, but Miriam ignored how it looked. She would trust him as far as he would trust her, and that was that. Besides, the gun was a lot scarier to her anyway. 

Miriam laughed lightly and replied, "Well, I guess it's a bit too cute sounding for you, but I thought it fit. Okay, Mr. Thomas, lead the way."

The girl walked towards Thomas and stretched a bit. It was refreshing to finally have a companion, and Miriam considering how long she'd been without one, her new companionship felt like an act of God for her. She smiled as she walked on.