Amriel broke the loaf in half and handed one of the peices to her "This is the last i have. I should look for some more, later." He told her and after saying a brief prayer thanking the lord for what he had, he ate his portion of bread. Standing away from the pew, he picked up his breastplate and started to strap it onto himself, fiddling with the leather buckles by his sides. "And what of you, sister? What will you do now?" he asked as he slipped the prong into a hole and shifted the position of the metal to sit more comfortably on him. He stretched one wing out fully, and then the other before pulling them back in and looking to her.