From her position just inside the door of the Cathedral, Aridha watched the knight and the thief as they spoke. At the curious look earned from her fellow, she smiled self-consciously and said, "I never get used to the Cathedral, no matter how many times I've seen it."
Asula smiled in understanding, a little relieved to have a solid explanation for that look she'd seen momentarily on Aridha's face. That focused, sharp look, like a cat watching a mouse. Not the kind of thing generally attributed to a nun, but perhaps it made sense that she might regard the stained glass, or stonework, or array of holy relics cordoned off, with that intent stare.
"Asula," Ari murmured as they walked down the center aisle, "I think I recognize someone. Please continue without me while I go say hello. It shouldn't take long."
"Of course, sister," Asula agreed amiably, and Aridha broke off and went towards the knight and Slyth with an appropriately prim expression of mild distaste.
"Gentlemen," she said in a voice that somehow managed to sound loud but carry very little. A kind of 'librarian's shout.' "Can I help you with anything?" She leveled a stern look at the knight. "I do ask that you not draw weapon in this place, sir knight."