[i]'So cute. Like a big cat'[/i] Kiel laughs silently inside his head as the boy stretches and leans up to sit next to Zach. “Mass was mass, not much different from most other masses.” He says with a smile. Reaching down he tugs on the hem of the clean shirt. “Seems I may need to find you a longer one, that one seems a little short.” he murmurs. Shaking his head he reaches up to ruffle the young man's hair. “And don't worry about falling asleep back here. I know how comfortable one can get in the garden. . .” His voice trails off as he looks around to all the plants. Each bush, flower, and tree feels like an old friend, even if they are new this spring.

A ghost of a memory flashes behind his eyes but he's far too concerned with the task at hand to take in anything more than a warm feeling. [i]'I should hit the streets as soon as possible'[/i] With a nod to himself he turns to Zach. “We should get those bandages changed.” His gaze becomes soft an understanding. “If you like we can head inside to do it, but if you'd rather stay out here in the garden I have the things I'll need right here. Don't worry about being seen, the only window other than my own that looks upon the garden is the head priest's and he doesn’t ever look out of it. Wherever you are more comfortable Zach.”