Joshua wasnt to concerned about his clothing, he could replace it. but what ever that golden hand was was dangerous. He would make sure to be causious of it. He looked up the stairwell as the man explained that he didnt want it back, only to insure it was in the possession of someone who could use it properly. But as the man spoke of not returning the cross to the church, Joshua turned and looked at him again. As if the very words confirmed what he already believed. He felt his own heart grow heavy, realizing he couldnt trust them anymore. Not after everything that happened. Joshua had been out in the savanah when it happened, when the angels attacked, thankfully, he was safe from it as was his group.
But as the man spoke, Joshua waited till he was done, and politley shook his head, before kneeling to rewrap the cross.
"As much as i would like, the answers i wanted werent spiritual... Im hunting after the dragon that devoured half my village." he spoke with a southern accent, but his words were well pronounced. As he wrapped up the cross, he chuckled wryly. "Thought it was dead, buried under the rubble my father and his men collapsed on it, but turns out, Theres been reports of a monster roaming the countryside, devouring people in the dead of night without a single noise." he finished wrapping the cross and stood ip as he slung it back onto his back. "Imagine my surprise, thats exactly what was happening back in my home country. So im thinking it escaped and migrated here."
Joshua sighed softly and smiled a unhappy smile. "So unfortunatly, Unless you can somehow find it, theres not much you can help with. But i do appreciate the offer."