While Flynn dressed primarily in white and used light magic himself, he was not overly religious. He was aware of the gods and he was grateful towards the good ones, but he did not dedicate himself to their worship. He preferred to devote himself to the service and protection of the human race. Still, he respected those with the mental fortitude to serve the gods, and when one of them had offered to help he had accepted gratefully.

He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a smile full of optimism. "Tomorrow, we will end the nightmares of a lot of people. I can feel it in my bones. But for now, rest."

He let Xine go to her tent while he stayed on watch. For longer than he probably should, but he wanted the priestess to get her rest, and he was too excited to sleep. Tomorrow he would find the Demon Queen's Castle, rescue the captives inside, and if he was lucky, capture its ruler.

He truly was oblivious to what lay in store for him. After a few extra hours, Flynn decided it was in his best interest to at least force himself to get some sleep. So he went to Xine's tent to wake her... and to say he was taken aback by what waited for him was an understatement.

"X-xine!?" Flynn exclaimed by his friend lying in quite a stupor with... a penis!? As difficult as it was not to dwell on that fact, it was not more important than the fact that his dear friend and companion was in trouble and murmering his name. "Xine!"

He ran to her side and began shaking her by the shoulder. "Xine, can you hear me? Please wake up!"