"Then what's wrong?" The man hadn't been talkative before, but not like this.

Anthony suddenly remembered that he promised not to talk to him. "I already said I'm not talking to you," he said, turned his head quickly to look away from Gabriel, and accidentally hit it against the wall. Ow.

Gabriel was at a loss. What had he done wrong? Or was the man an protestant? Some of them seemed to dislike him merely for being a catholic priest. "Sorry if I offended you," he muttered.

Anthony put a hand to his head, because ow. "Yeah. Y'should be," he said. He didn't actually recall why he was mad at Gabriel, but he figured that he had a really good reason to.

"Wh-what did I actually do?!" This was so terribly unfair!

"I'm not telling you."

Gabriel rolled his eyes. He went back to putting his hand in his pocket and praying his rosary all over, just to keep himself calm.

Anthony glanced at Gabriel, frowned in pure disgust, and looked away. Can't this guy just be normal for one minute.

Gabriel was praying for this poor man who seemed to be so angry all the time.

Thankfully, Anthony didn't know that. Instead, he was just sitting there, thinking Gabriel was doing something very different. He looked at him for a split-second, and then looked away, contemplating whether or not he should just jump into the water right now.