Both, actually!

"Both, Ma'am. We're heading out into the woods right now. I suppose I'd like to speak to your husband first."

She nods, and gestures for you to follow her as she walks in. You've never seen the place in such a mess - not that it was especially messy, but books were missing from their shelves and a painting had been shifted aside to reveal a safe. The reverend is in the dining room, packing three rucksacks. He is a slight man, with a salt-and-pepper beard and a warm, friendly smile that has always made you feel safe around him. "Hello, son! How can I help you?" He began fastening the packs. You can't believe your luck.

"Well, I came to check in on how ready you were to leave, and if you weren't to pick up Rosie, just in case. I worry about her, you know."

He chuckles "You don't need to, she's in good hands. Although I'm glad to hear you're so concerned..." he drifts off for a second. It's clear what he has in mind.