[ There’s not so much as a blink from her as he looks over her, inclining her head as he mentions the floors, walls, and pews. There hasn’t been a time in her life when she hasn’t had someone assess or appraise her in some way when first presented to them; here, however, she’s simply grateful for that he may not know what exactly she is. ]

Zelda...? Oh! [ Her eyes brighten and she takes a step towards him. ] Yes, I heard that she was— I heard from Sierra that she was trying to restore this church with you.

[ She brings a hand up to her chest, fingers lightly curling inward.. ] This church must have been important to the people here... It’s a part of this town’s history. We may not be able to restore it to its original splendor, but it would be nice to do what we can for it.

I suppose the easiest thing to do first is the floors and pulpit... [ Good thing there’s ample wood to go around from all the encroaching trees! A brand new hardwood floor would do wonders. If she can’t find enough nails, however, she’ll just have to make nailless joints. ]

Would you mind if I took those tasks from you, if you don’t have plans for them yourself?