Allen sat towards the back of the cathedral, resting with his feet up on the pew in front of him before the sermon. He took them down when Daimon took the stand. He'd gone to a synagogue, not a cathedral, as a kid, but the basic principles of respect were still similar.

He listened hunched over, with his chin in his hand, thoughtful throughout the sermon, taking notes on his omnicom. It was a good thing, to get a chance to sit in on one of the teachers of his new school - hah, he had a school named after him, that would never get old - before it actually began.

After the sermon was over, he waited around, taking a few more notes on his omnicom as Daimon went through the rest of the attendees of the service.