I never created DC canon.

Reverend Howell never said one word while he smiled by the Kents in their kitchen. He wasn't the same man as he was when he served Unity.
He didn't sob any longer from the memory of his master leaving him behind many months ago. When Unity left to locate another preacher and become one with different others.

Reverend Howell sat by the table and glanced from Martha to Jonathan and Kara. They represented what unity was all about to the preacher.

Words weren't needed as Reverend Howell enjoyed eating with them.

Reverend Howell appreciated unity even when he eventually slumbered.

THE END