Charon put her hand on Richards arm and grinned.

"It's fine. This is my idea and I'll stand by my own words."

Charon took the pen from the Reverends hands, flattened the papers out on the table and read them thoroughly. She flicked a quick glance up at Dylious and then back at the papers before she signed them with her familiar squiggle. She straightened up and handed the pen to Dylious. He looked as though he'd like nothing better than to shove it up Charons left nostril but he bent close to the contract, it was almost like his hand was being repelled by the very paper he was trying to write on and Charon watched with interest as Dylious managed to scrawl something. Charon raised an eyebrow but said nothing. The Reverend smiled and gabbled on about sinners until Charon could barely stifle a yawn and she watched as he merely folded the paper without even glancing at it. No doubt he was looking forward to one of them being sent home in a body bag.

Charon flicked another glance over at Dylious, he too was staring at the Reverend and then he looked over to see Charon staring at him, he glared menacingly back at her. She flicked the middle finger at him, she was pushing him to see he'd break the terms of the contract, he made a move, then he caught himself and satisfied himself with a disturbing leer and then licked his lips as he stared at her.

Charon wrinkled her nose at him while acting out the procedure of vomiting heartily over the floor....

(open....lol)