She turns to face Cris, her eyes brightening in thought. A massive Animagi prank would be, it had to be said, hilarious. It would not only make the film but would turn the whole story into a comedy, and -- bonus points! -- would make it less creepy that folks were hot for Peck.
But: "That'd be a lot of chicken Animagi. Animagi aren't that common, are they?" Corrie shakes her head, more disappointed than anything. It would've made for a great plot twist. "I dunno. There's just too much," she gives the "miraculous" statue a resentful look, "actual belief going on here. Over a bit of water on some stone, is all. Wouldn't that be really easy to magic?"
This rebuttal is difficult to dispute. Animagi are relatively uncommon. So the number that can turn into fowls and would be willing to go along with something like this has to be absolutely miniscule. Criswell's eyes close for a moment and he nods in glum acknowledgment.
"...You have a point."
When he opens them again, his gaze drops back to his own restless hands. He doesn't need to look at the statue. He's seen more than enough of it. "It's nothing a first year couldn't manage," he agrees, pausing only briefly before he adds, "Though, I can't imagine why anyone would bother?"
"Boredom, someone dared them to, they were drunk and thought it sounded funny," Corrie says promptly - and a little too loudly: someone turns to shush her. She rolls her eyes and drops her voice again, leaning forward to compensate. "Psychology experiment about how quickly people accept whatever explanation they're given. Or about following instructions even if the person ordering you's an animal."
She shrugs. People do loads of things for loads of reasons. It's less clear to her why anyone's going along with it. "Maybe they're mind-controlling anyone who goes in to confess," she adds off-handedly.
While Corrie rolls her eyes at the irritated parishioner, Criswell winces and slumps down in the pew. Perhaps they should take this outside. Before he can make this suggestion, however, the girl continues in a whisper. He glances briefly in the direction of the confessionals, then back at her, his unease becoming even more obvious.
This prompts Criswell to straighten again and he comes perilously close to responding at normal volume, only catching himself at the last moment. He doesn't quite stop himself from making a small grab for her wrist, though. "I'm sure you're right," he whispers back, "But. Just in case. Maybe...don't. Do that."
This was clearly not as reassuring as she'd hoped it would be. The problem is, now she's said it she kinda... actually wants to do it. Not just to show him it's fine, but to see what it's like and what she can get away with. Curse her flippant mouth for giving her brain ideas.
"It'll be fine!" she says, patting his hand with her spare one. (Why would it be fine? Think of something that isn't just dismissive or telling him to calm down, that's never worked with anyone ever.) "My brother always says no one could ever make me do anything so I doubt they'd have any easier a time. And even if they did, it'd be really easy to tell I was under control. I'm the perfect person to test it!"
Re: THE CHURCH: Corrie the Skeptic & Cris the Shaken
But: "That'd be a lot of chicken Animagi. Animagi aren't that common, are they?" Corrie shakes her head, more disappointed than anything. It would've made for a great plot twist. "I dunno. There's just too much," she gives the "miraculous" statue a resentful look, "actual belief going on here. Over a bit of water on some stone, is all. Wouldn't that be really easy to magic?"
THE CHURCH: Corrie the Skeptic & Cris the Shaken
"...You have a point."
When he opens them again, his gaze drops back to his own restless hands. He doesn't need to look at the statue. He's seen more than enough of it. "It's nothing a first year couldn't manage," he agrees, pausing only briefly before he adds, "Though, I can't imagine why anyone would bother?"
THE CHURCH: Corrie the Skeptic & Cris the Shaken
She shrugs. People do loads of things for loads of reasons. It's less clear to her why anyone's going along with it. "Maybe they're mind-controlling anyone who goes in to confess," she adds off-handedly.
THE CHURCH: Corrie the Skeptic & Cris the Shaken
"...That...can't be true."
Right?
THE CHURCH: Corrie the Skeptic & Cris the Shaken
"It's not," she says -- too fast this time. "I'm sure. Pointless anyway, since the ones going in are gonna be the ones that believe anyway, right?"
That's not enough. "I'll prove it," she adds. "I'll go in there myself once Peck's done."
THE CHURCH: Corrie the Skeptic & Cris the Shaken
THE CHURCH: Corrie the Skeptic & Cris the Shaken
"It'll be fine!" she says, patting his hand with her spare one. (Why would it be fine? Think of something that isn't just dismissive or telling him to calm down, that's never worked with anyone ever.) "My brother always says no one could ever make me do anything so I doubt they'd have any easier a time. And even if they did, it'd be really easy to tell I was under control. I'm the perfect person to test it!"