Blake was in the middle of shaking hands of a clergyman when Aiden nudged him. Noticing who it was, Blake politely bid farewell to the clergymen and spun around to his close friend. "Aiden! It's great to see you, and I'm quite excited at that!"
For his whole life, Blake had grown up in this very church and was raised by the very Priestesses bustling around at the time. He never got to know who his true parents were, he was left at the Church's doors as a mere child. Actually, it was the Archbishop himself who found the newborn on the ground as he was locking up. As Blake was raised in the Church, fables about the mighty Paladins sparked a curiosity in his young mind. This curiosity would then lead him to where he stood now: Standing next to his closest friend, a fellow Paladin, in the glory of the Mother herself. The two of them had first met in a sparring match, in which Blake lost terribly. Devastated by the loss, Blake pondered leaving his training in shame, but it was Aiden himself who supported him to stay and improve. Blake felt he owed a debt to him, against Aiden's wishes, and he always attempted to repay Aiden's kindness to him by supporting his decisions just as Aiden had done for him.
Grabbing Aiden's shoulder, "Are we not brothers in arms, now?"