The priest took the same pause, but with a bit more clumsiness added. "B-blessed? I wouldn't say that..." he refuted humbly. No, they had just met by regular old circumstances! He didn't think he could call that 'blessed', although making friends was always a nice little blessing in and of itself. "And besides, I'm sure plenty of people have spoken with her. I'm definitely not anything special to her." And she had been dangerous... ooh, what a night that had been. But he knew she meant no harm in the first place.

So far, so good. It wasn't like Rhys knew any of her deep, dark secrets, anyway. Vashta had always been secretive, so much in fact that she was reluctant to show him what her true form looked like. A wisp of ease settled upon him at that recognition.