During your time at the Basilica you'd notice a figure always looming in your peripheral. A young man with orange eyes and a head of white hair. He wore the normal attire for a priest, with a white stole draped over his shoulders. He was always lurking, quiet and reserved. For the times he showed his face to the public eye was simply beside Leon and Francis, speaking at the podium. To speak to him was a large decision, and a risky one. Should you gain the courage, was even riskier.