"Leon, you're an idiot, you're going to fry for all eternity."
"What!"
It was not Leon's day. First he'd been stuck on a plane for eight hours, then the plane had had to make an unexpected stop in the middle of the desert, and then worse, he had been confronted with religious fanatics trying to persuade him to renounce Nicolae. At least, that's what they had been doing, until this latest interrogator had come in. Leon was convinced he'd seen him somewhere before ... was it Robert? Raymond? Rayford! That was the one! Rayford Steele, ex-pilot of Nicolae Carpathia, had now given up with persuading Leon that following Nicolae was a bad thing, and was simply insulting him instead.
"You'll be cast into hell with Nicolae." Ray decided to elaborate.
"Oh ... right. I thought you were talking about something really bad for a moment then." Leon heaved a great sigh of relief, relaxing back into his chair again. Ray did not seem happy with that reaction.
"That's damnation for all eternity, Leon."
"With Nicolae, right?" Leon double-checked.
"Yes." Ray replied.
"So your point is?"
"That's not a good thing." Ray said, very slowly. It was obvious that something in Leon's brain wasn't working properly, and maybe by slowing down his speech it would sink in more.
"Eternity with Nicolae, huh ..." Leon sighed dreamily, toying with a lock of his hair.
"It's spelt H E double L."
"Sounds kinda homey. I wonder what colour we should decorate ..." the High Reverend decided to go off on a tangent, ignoring Rayford totally.
"You're missing the problem here." Ray pointed out.
"I mean, I like blue ... but I'd have to check with Nicolae first ..."
"Oh forget it." Ray left the room in disgust.
"Hell, huh? I'm sure I read somewhere that hell's kinda warm. Ooo, maybe it'd be like a holiday in the sun! And Nicolae'd be sunbathing with no shirt on ..." Leon mused to himself.