Believers managing to bring in new members wasn't an unheard of ordeal. In fact, spreading the belief of the Savior was a highly encouraged task amongst paradise. After all, their recruitment department couldn't do it all.

It was much easier to save others when a friend or family member was convincing them to seek salvation and to join.

Ray finds himself watching. He's not sure why.

The newest member was brought by a friend. A dear friend, by the looks of it, but the precious thing seems so scared. And Paradise wasn't meant to be scary. Yes, Ray knew that it could hurt at times, but to scare was never the Savior's intention.

Lust and want shall not follow Ray. But he is... interested. An interested sort of innocence at the member who has not had the proper welcoming ceremony.

Ray creeps further into the garden. "...You look so afraid." He rasps. Ray is aware he seems off-putting. He doesn't mean to be. No, he only wants to... befriend.

More.

"I planted this garden myself. I mean, I tend to the flowers and I picked them out, and..." Ray trails off. He's aware of his ramblings. Perhaps he sounds like a mad man.