After breathing in a long and enraged mass of air, the Father closed his eyes to remain calm, opening them slowly to stare at the composed man sitting across. Ready to tell what this delayed approach made Orland understand.
"..... And yet... this encounter you mention is not the one that pushed you to come to my presence, Clemente."
Conflicted by the many small things he disliked about what Clemente had told, yet controlling it so more was to be shared, he then added. — "If this is not enough for you to come before me to speak… what is... Is what concerns me most."
