He kisses the priest on the cheek while the guy is still holding the Bible.
They’re sitting against a stone wall arguing about whether Genesis is literal or just poetry. The priest points out the light-before-the-sun problem. The other man shrugs, says it’s a moral code, then leans in and plants one. Later he claims foxes have been hunting him for years one tried to climb through a train window, another stared him down outside a monastery. Somehow this turns into a conversation about celibacy being easier than relationships.
He says he’s been through “this” many times. Wants to stay friends.
The priest never moves away.