Alwin was horrified at the thought that his respectable and prideful elders, who didn't like depending on other people, had to depend on the Pope because of him.
[What should I do?
I should apologize, but there are others here.
Perhaps, once they are gone.
I should thank the Pope first in the meantime.]
"Thank you for taking the time to heal me," Alwin said politely.
"It was my pleasure. It's not done yet, though, so please allow me to continue," the Pope smiled.
[It's good that he woke up and saw it was me healing him.
He would be curious about the divine power and the temple after this, right?
I know just from looking at this place that he's just like me.
Curious, eager to learn, and actively experiments.]
Arabella learned from the Pope's thoughts that he once was a magician who loved to learn about the unknown and experiment with various things, just as Alwin was now.
However, right now, Alwin was concerned about something else.
[I shouldn't bother everyone anymore.
