Silence wasn’t heavy, but she still tried to make carrying her easier. And although it didn’t help much, Clifford appreciated the effort. Also, from his experience, many children would spill any secrets as soon as they got a chance. Especially if it was something exciting (which carnival definitely was). But Silence kept hers. Top secrets, even.
Considering how she tried to help even in small details, and how carnival organizers entrusted her with secrets, Silence’s parents must have been so proud of her. And it was a shame such bad things as robberies happened to such seemingly good kids as Silence. Jesus probably had higher standards for decent folks and sent them more difficult tests sometimes.
Carnivals relied on mysteries and unexpected. So it was fair for Silence to maintain the element of surprise, and Clifford interrogated her no further. What he initially meant as a distraction from troubles turned out to be a test of resolve, unfortunately. ”Understandable,” he said and smiled, ”No more carnival questions then.”
The healer doubted he would participate in many carnival activities, as such festivals were vice and most likely frowned upon by Jesus. Still, Clifford didn’t want do disappoint Silence, ”I’ll surely check the carnival if my work allows." This way in no way a lie. Just a conditional promise, with a very slim chance of the condition being met. "But the fog made it much harder to do my duties, while the amount of incidents grew,” he added.
The two reached the Hospital, and Clifford carried the girl inside, greeting some other healers who happened to pass by. He then lowered Silence to a chair in the main corridor, ”Finally here. Would you like some rest before I check your head?”
Considering how she tried to help even in small details, and how carnival organizers entrusted her with secrets, Silence’s parents must have been so proud of her. And it was a shame such bad things as robberies happened to such seemingly good kids as Silence. Jesus probably had higher standards for decent folks and sent them more difficult tests sometimes.
Carnivals relied on mysteries and unexpected. So it was fair for Silence to maintain the element of surprise, and Clifford interrogated her no further. What he initially meant as a distraction from troubles turned out to be a test of resolve, unfortunately. ”Understandable,” he said and smiled, ”No more carnival questions then.”
The healer doubted he would participate in many carnival activities, as such festivals were vice and most likely frowned upon by Jesus. Still, Clifford didn’t want do disappoint Silence, ”I’ll surely check the carnival if my work allows." This way in no way a lie. Just a conditional promise, with a very slim chance of the condition being met. "But the fog made it much harder to do my duties, while the amount of incidents grew,” he added.
The two reached the Hospital, and Clifford carried the girl inside, greeting some other healers who happened to pass by. He then lowered Silence to a chair in the main corridor, ”Finally here. Would you like some rest before I check your head?”