Finn easily agreed to the arrangement before stretching out his long body. Swallowing his lecture about manners, Eli kept his prim posture. His eyelids briefly closed as he allowed himself to relax a bit more. However, at the sudden burst of laughter, the priest almost jumped in fright. He bit back a salty remark and listened to Finn talk about his family. Two sisters, an aunt and a mother! He was almost jealous about the fact that Finn had a family even though there was no father. Eli could almost imagine them. Maybe they were all tall and lanky redheads with strong personalities.

"I have Father," he simply responded, shrugging nonchalantly. "And my brothers and sisters...God too." He awkwardly paused for what seemed like hours. Eli began to feel jittery, tense, out of place in his own skin. He smoothed his trousers with the palms of his hands but the feeling didn't disappear. If anything, it worsened. Part of him wanted to run away to pray but the other half wanted him to stay. It was strange. One hour ago Eli was cowering and now he was all ready to talk to Finn like he was a friend. 

"I don't know who they are," he finally says, voice low and rough. Eli tells himself that it's purely because of the heat. "I was alone for a good while till Father took pity on me and adopted me." He pursed his lips and looked away. Father had told him not to feel bitter and angry about being abandoned. "Doesn't really matter. I'm happy and grateful. I don't want to know who they are anyways," he said with an easy smile and a lighter tone.