Leorobin had seen Rapt go with the executioner, a grim expression on his face. His concern had proved true even if most know had their hands tainted with innocent blood. At least his own was untainted, ...yet. "Thank you Miss Evelyn, I'd like to reciprocate, but I won't cast my vote on tainted hands as it would go against my own judgement. lisar, besides myself, was the only one who had no part in sending our good Friar to the butcher's block." His eyes searched for occulted guilt that might unkennel in his remark.