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jamie had no idea what the omega was doing in his absence. He certainly wouldn't have encouraged it, though perhaps he noticed signs of it, especially with how sweaty Morrison always became when he returned - even with the summer heat, it was unlikely one could sweat ass much simply by lying in bed.

He had his priests' robes on, the white robe making him appearing almost young, more like a choir boy than the priest on the altar, especially with his golden curls. he looked at the crowd and solemnly led the prayer, although in his heart, he added a quick blessing to Morrison and thier child, hoping everything would be smooth from now on. He had made it a habit to add this little phrase in,hoping that god would have listened to him despite him beign such a sinner.

He returned to their room, removed his robes, with food that was offered by the villager today. Morrison didn't quite appreciate his minimalistic cooking, so Jamie had resolved to relying supply from outer sources.