"Wait," Reese re-stated, even more perplexed and stunned. "there's a sh[b]i[/b]t-ton you need to tell me now--in more detail--about what happened in your past half-year in literal hell. I know I've...done certain things, but I'm pretty sure I've been a faithful enough Catholic to meet salvation when my time comes. Also, Cyan [i]still[/i] hasn't told you about...never mind." Reese looked at Mortar with an elusive stare, glanced down at his polo shirt, then took a small sip of his drink.