Chase was glad there wasn't much of a line as he excused himself into one of the booths and sat there, taking a deep breath. "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been ten months since my last confession."

He went on to list his sins, including the sex with the Doctor, but more to the point, he described it as exactly what it was. A relationship condemned by the text he revered. He described his lust, his greed, his selfishness in wanting the Doctor to himself. His gluttony for lust.

He felt like this would go on forever and he knew he might burn in hell, so it was a surprise when the priest quietly replied, in an Irish accent. "D'you love him then? This man you're committin' all yer sins for." It was..strange to hear, but it was what he needed to.

"Something, I worry it isn't and that one day, I won't be enough."

"Best you talk to him, then," the priest replied. "Five acts of contrition, five Hail Mary's and ten Our Fathers. And figure out what you want from yer life, boyo."

How very stereotypical of his psyche. But nonetheless, he excused himself from the booth and sat down in a pew at the very back of the church.