[A place from falling apart before. A house perhaps? Like the one from that glass panel?

He doesn't mention it, of course, but the thought crosses his mind.]

I have noticed that as well- the endless decay. To acquire something... sturdy enough to last, is expensive- and requires sacrifice.

[That's something that tends to get glossed over, isn't it?

He won't fight the tea offered, because something to warm him up is exactly what he needs right now. There's plenty of seats to go around, but he picks the one closest to the kettle, sighing as he sits his fairly flat ass against the hard wooden pew.]

Thank you.