"What are they doing?" Castor asked, looking genuinely confused as the two acolytes quickly ran away in a panic before their faces were identified.
Julian felt he could finally catch his breath.
"I was just taking a walk when I found two people kissing." He found it even more uncomfortable saying it like this. It felt like he was reporting them to a kid.
"Kissing?" Castor tilted his head, his brown hair messy. "I see people doing that in corners all the time. But I still don't understand why though. What does kissing do? Is it some way to share holy energy? Or are they trying to steal each other's breath?"
Julian looked at him and realized the boy wasn't joking. The Church had kept him so sheltered that he actually didn't understand.
"It's how people show they... like each other," Julian said, feeling his face get hot. "It's supposed to feel nice."
