Priest was stunned, so much so that he couldn't think to react. He just blinked as a mouth merged again and again to his own, though softly. However, by the third Priest had come to accept that this was apparently a thing that was happening. Cheeks flushing, Priest awkwardly began to return every kiss, and soon enough he found they were calming. They were a distraction. He liked them. He liked them enough to raise a tentative hand which hesitated before reaching to grasp onto the fabric of Dominic's shirt, seeking something to hold onto. The two of them were stuck in a disagreeable place, but at least they could find good things in each other to distract them of their situation.

"Hey," it came out sounding tight, so Priest cleared his throat and tried again. "I, um. I guess we'll be roommates for a while." He ran his hand up and down his arm, careful not to disrupt the dressings that were hidden beneath his sleeve, covering up the mutilations he'd caused upon himself. "I-I'm Priest," he stuttered, verbally tripping over his own words due to nervousness. "It's, uh. It's nice to meet you." Well, he wasn't exactly sure of that so far, but it hopefully started them on a good note, and that would hopefully keep the stranger from thinking bad of Priest.

He was in town buying groceries, one of his many luxuries nowadays when he noticed a kid curled up on a street corner. Everyone else was passing, ignoring the little boy as they passed him. Even for a small town next to the biggest private forest in Germany this was odd. Wolfie, with grocery bag in hand walked over to make sure he was alright. He himself looked rather scruffy with his worn jeans and pull over torn shirt. "Hey are you ok?" His eyes searching the small form to see if he was dead though his nose said otherwise.