Young or not, Father Seraphim was very worried about the girl, "A famous one?"  He seemed to be stretching for some conversation to get to know the young lady, "I will have to ask for your pardon--my son and I just moved into town.  We are not too familiar with the place," his Russian accent seemed have gotten a hold of him as he was a bit nervous to introduce himself as such a naïve and under educated man.  He could say that being a priest had expanded his horizon, but in some ways--it had limited his growth in other areas of knowledge and expertise.

"She goes to Darcy University with me. We have the same Western Civilization and English classes," Aleksandr spoke gravely, trying to sound some what presentable in his gloomy atmosphere, "I think she words at some café--I can't remember the name," he really had not bothered to remember the name after Jamie and Sylv had taken such a clique liking to each other.  He couldn't blame them, but he was not the most positive human being in the world, "Urban Café, maybe..." he trailed off.  His memory hit him like a lightning bolt--the way the monster inside of him would.  He'd forget everything and suddenly out of nowhere a trigger would set chemicals in his brain alight.

Father Seraphim studied his son, watching him as he spoke.  It had been a while since Aleksandr had helped him outside the altar. It was a refreshing feeling.  He felt the urge to hug his son, but the feeling dissipated quickly as he remembered the circumstances.  If anything, he wanted his happy son back, but that part of his son had died a long time ago. [I]Enough about Aleksy, this girl made need our help.[/I]  

Aleksandr doubted she would be able to work under her condition.  She could probably take care of herself, but there would be no income for several weeks...  He bit down on his teeth, thinking of Sylv and his first encounter with her.  She really should mind her own business as his father should really mind his own.  It was not as if his father and he could pick up the tab.  Aleksandr could recall living off of Lentil beans for a good two years as a child.  It was an impression that he did not want to repeat, but he knew his father too well.  At least, if they did choose to support Sylv, the offsetting wouldn't be two years, but at most six weeks.[@Arista]