To Eli's surprise, Finn was just sitting there. He had thought the man would take the chance to run away when the priest left to go downstairs. The thought had struck him like lighting; how could he be so naive, leaving a criminal alone! Yet, Finn was sitting there before him, a hand casually tapping on the Holy Book. A relaxed smile crossed his face as he shrugged, feeling much more comfortable and pleasant. "Heat's unbearable," he simply said, taking a seat next to Finn. 

He reached over, briefly touching the Book but not pulling it away from Finn. "Have you ever tried reading it?" He curiously asked. The Book took a special place in his heart. Not only was the word of God, it was a gift from his father. It was something that soothed him during rough times. Perhaps Eli would be able to persuade this hardened man to at least read a few passages.