"How ungrateful the both of you! I get put in a dire position and this is the thanks I get?"  Akyasha was justifiably angered.  The Cleric pondered if she should help the either of them if they were in a bad situation again, considering how rude the two of the have been to her since they had woken up.  She had made an oath to treat her sisters well but she felt, in the situation, that treatment didn't have to extend to the rudest of them.  If their unlife were in danger, perhaps.  Otherwise, they were on their own.  This would not be a violation of the oath she had taken, surely.

It took some small amount of time, but the troop walked into the Cathedral proper and, as Akyasha was taking in the beautiful sight of it all, she noticed some few others here as well.  Ilena, Dragan, and Luna and a thrall of some sort? Curious.  "More of our fellows!  Perhaps you all will be less of the rude sort than my current company."  Akyasha said before hearing the voice of the Goddess.  "Ahh! Goddess! To the balcony?"

The woman rushed to the top happily, "Goddess! I beseech thee, bless your unworthy children with thy words!"  The cleric had said after practically sliding into a kneeling position at the top of the balcony.  This was standard fare for the Cleric, of course.