[UNFORTUNATELY THE CHURCH IS EXACTLY THE JAM OF THE HOUR. Lucas, now dressed in simple black pants and a frilly white shirt, looks like he belongs here, and approaches the building with the sort of comfortable air of someone used to taking refuge on pews.

Totty being trapped in having to be polite is so funny HELP. Lucas, none the wiser, just smiles back and offers a polite little nod in greeting. Then, in a lightly teasing way:]

Are you certain? The - what were they calling it... demonic sigil? The symbol around the fire is still there. Giving us our clothing back could very well be a ploy to get us to drop our guards, don't you think?