"Probably not, no," Koumyou rolled his head from shoulder to shoulder slowly and carefully, the pops and cracks of his neck punctuated the conversation for a few seconds. "--That's just how death is. When you do what you can, you have to accept it when it's not enough."

Neck sufficiently cracked, the priest settled back into the water with a blissful expression on his face.

"And being in the dark is just how life is, sad to say."