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Father Shiro simply smiled, a smile that possessed caring and understanding. He didn't lose his cool or his demeanor for this wasn't an odd case, many people come seeking refuge in the house of the Lord, a place that was a comfort to most. He put one arm around the boy offering him comfort. "Child, this place is a safe place." He said in the same kind tone. "Please follow me, so we can attend to your bruise and figure a place for you to stay, you cannot return with to a home where your father harbors such murderous intent." He said reaching for his hand to leading to his study.
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