Well, as my favorite nun used to tell me - unless you're everything and everywhere like the eyes of God you can't know it all.

[ He'd rolled his eyes about that comment every time Sister Helen had brought it up - a flippant child who hadn't quite understood the gravity of their situation and just how much he'd eventually come to miss phrases like this. Not because of what they said persay just... more so the people that used to say them. Thanks to all of this weirdness he's a little more reminded of it than usual and it's a good chunk of his more serious mood in the moment.

Still, he's curious and can't help himself, readjusting how his hat sits on his head before he asks. ]

What happened, anyway? Not the like.. nitty gritty details just.. enough so there's a little context, if you want to share it.