Prayer Time

Thankfully, the duo didn't need to wait long for more women to file in. Taking their place with the ease expected of it not being their first time at a place like this.

"Is it weird to be excited?" Mabelle inquired and caught a nod from Carol in return. Very much on the same page in that regard, it was actually kind of comforting.

"Not at all." Carol whispered, doing her best to match the other women praying here. Mabelle was right behind, taking care to not come across as ignorant and/or insensitive. Even if the veiled woman likely couldn't see them in this regard. It was the thought that counted.

Bringing their heads back up, Carol and Mabelle's gazes met. While this had not been the church in question they had intended to go too, it had worked out in the end. Yet, a rather specific question bounced across both women's minds.

"Where exactly had that women gone?" both women thought, gazes bouncing about in search of this mystery woman. But with so many about, it was almost a fool's errand. Perhaps such a task would become easier once they exited the mosque. That sounded right, but hard to say.