[ The topic seems quite urgent, but as she listens to him speak, she also thinks that it's very priestly of him to offer guidance while still leaving her decisions entirely up to her. Father Fernando was a lot like that too. Are all priests trained to be this way or are they all chosen for priesthood because their natures suit the role?

Regardless, the thought of the plump priest she knew fills her with a sense of both melancholy and tentative trust. Though she can't say she ever truly knew Father Fernando, she feels that his advice came from a genuine place -- as Father Abel's does now. ]

So there are a lot of us in the same situation...

[ Choices are difficult for her, so she puts that detail off for later. More importantly, a different thought occurs to her, and a light of urgency raises her face fully to him. ]

Then -- is it possible I might find someone I know? Has that happened for you?