Volodymyr follows Adhemar quietly and peaceably into the vestry, glancing with brief interest into the unlit corners of the vicarage. As he settles himself in a chair opposite the vicar's desk, however, he takes rather more interest in the arrangement and content of the office. The observation lasts only a matter of seconds. Folding his hands comfortably over his stomach where Adhemar can clearly see them, Volodymyr returns his full and undivided attention to the vicar.

"I do apologize for zhe hour, Vater," he begins in a low voice, "but zhere are thoughts zhat vill not let a man sleep." He pauses a moment, contemplating the candle flame between them as he carefully collects his words. "It is a metaphysical qvestion regarding zhe nature of sin und... its connection to zhe Vice." The physician's gaze returns to the vicar, searching.