Charles held his rosary's cross within his fingertips, his eyes downturned to the ground. "Pour l'amour de Dieu.." The man curses, his feather-like hair making small movements as he strides down the corridor of the Catholic church, an unexplainable emotion glazing over his eyes. He then stared at the altar, where various murals were painted beautifully along the white walls. He seemed conflicted.