Keelah seems to relax a fair bit, at his reassurance, but still looks on edge. "I... s-sorry, you're right. I should know better," she says, with a smile.<br/><br/>The dark skinned old man is, in fact, sitting in one of the pews, kneeling and apparently praying devoutly, though Draiss can see he's also silently managing affairs in this area, as well. He doesn't move to sit, as Draiss enters, but does gesture towards him, to join him.