"It's not polite to stare, you know," Evan suddenly said to the girl next to him who happened to be doing so, a hint of being sneer in his voice. He usually didn't mean such attitudes, but today he wasn't in too much of a good mood. Being in a city was one thing, but a church? This was ridiculous.

Others seemed to think so, including the girl that the first girl caught a glance at. Evan had a gift for strange sciences. This included the science of reading peoples faces. Though he wasn't sure if the second was a female. There wasn't much use in trying to determine that.

The man only adjusted his feet on the pew, adjusting the volume a bit before resuming his almost cantonic state.