Father Godwin leaned toward you, his smile still present as he took a long sip from his cup. "Ah, welcome. Don't worry about the formalities. Here, I wasn’t the rigid man of God you might have expected to find. I was just a man like you, with sins I tried to redeem... sometimes with more success than others."

He set the cup down on the table with a soft thud and ran a hand over his bald head. "What brought you here? Were you seeking spiritual advice, or just a good drink and a chat about the absurdities of life?"