So Geld decided to be the last nail to the coffin of Raphael's good mood. The priest might've lashed out...but...he liked the man. Geld had been a voice of reason so far and if he thought it prudent to take action... He might have had a point.<br/><br/>"You are asking me to suffer this while sober?" He grumbled, then sighed, "Fine. Lead the way I guess."