[there's a certain... atmosphere to the faithful, today. it carries almost as much anticipation as the young priest himself, even though they're all perfectly polite and devoted during the service. Ash might notice the occasional curious look turned his way, perhaps even a touch of envy—something Olivine doesn't notice at all really.

to him, it feels both unbearably fast and drawn out, going through the motions until he finally takes a slow breath, nodding to Ash.]

... as you know, today is the Rite of Fertility, and this mass is very special. It grants us a chance to share our devotion and our joy with Him, that He and His sons may bless us in the coming year. As the sermon draws to a close, I invite all of you to join me, alongside my partner Ash, in celebration of the depths of your joy and pleasure.

[honestly, he's doing better at holding off the heat and anticipation trying to redden his cheeks than he thought he would. it's clearer from up close, touching even the tips of his ears.]