The two newcomers to the sermon are mostly ignored for the next hour as the priest drones on with his sermon. Most of the men look bored and disinterested but you suspecting attending this is compulsory if you want a bed for the night.
Mathis glances around but nothing seems to have changed since earlier in the day.
Father Dubois himself has a wild eyed look about him, seemingly crazed with religious fervour and spittle often flies from his mouth as he gets excited by his sermon.
After an hour, the congregation are dismissed, some mill about, others wander off to other rooms. Dubois indicates the two of you join him at a desk.
"Welcome brothers, I take you seek refuge from the harsh streets. First I must ask some questions, formalties. Have a seat."
Sitting the opposite side of the desk, he eyes you both closely and for a moment you think the game is up. He picks up a pen, and typewritten form.
"Names?"