It was the dead of night, almost everyone at Angel Cave was asleep by now. All but Joshua and his courier. When they first met, Joshua never expected them to be the first person to see him after his... incident. The first person to change his bandages. The first person to see his raw face and not grimace or run.

Even now, they were sitting nearby at his desk, both methodically and silently prepping guns. Joshua couldn't stop glancing at them out the corner of his eye. Something about this person stirred unnatural, sinful thoughts within his head. Thoughts he tried to permanently banish in repentance for the Legion.

Joshua cocked his final gun, placing it beside the courier. He cleared his throat and glanced at them again.

"I would like to baptize you,"