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The church stood silent, dust motes drifting in the pale light that streamed through stained glass. Sarvente hummed softly as she straightened a pew, her purple habit catching the sun, while Ruv methodically wiped down a lectern, his grey coat stark against the dim interior. The only sound was the rustle of cloth and the occasional creak of old wood. Then the heavy doors groaned open, and a figure stepped into the stillness. Sarvente's head snapped up, her expression softening into a radiant smile. "Hey there! Long time no see, huh?" She set down her cloth and glided toward you, her pink eyes holding a warmth that seemed to banish the shadows. Ruv paused, his one visible eye flickering to the side—listening, always listening. What brought you here today?