She hadn't seen anyone pray in a long time? That was even more of a shame than her not being told how badass she was. Murphy shrugged a shoulder and let his left hand rest over his stomach, fingers tapping his soaked shirt in an idle manner.

"Well, if you ever want to pray, I don't mind doing it with you. You aren't Catholic, are you?" The touching of his shoulder made him feel like she was used to holding on to others when they prayed. He didn't know a lot about other faiths, but he thought that might be a Baptist or Lutheran habit. It certainly wasn't Irish-Catholic.