Historically, a red cross has a more medical connotation than religious.

[ And though the only paint he could find is a color likely to dry to a hue a little more on the purple-maroon side of that spectrum, it should still pass. Either way— ]

I won't leave anyone who does make that mistake in suspense for long, though, as to my actual feelings on old world-style religious fanaticism.

[ His brief, tight-lipped smile clearly indicates that they're not positive. Though the sermon will be no less passionate for it.

Picking up another of the nearly-empty cans of beige (a completely different shade, of course), Arcade rounds the truck's cab to the other side, to get to work on blotting out the matching stencil, too. It goes quicker, this time, because he's past the initial catharsis of it all. Now it just feels right, lifting a weight off his shoulders that he suddenly feels he's been carrying around for no real reason at all, all this time.

In the mellow, mild air of their last days in the valley, his voice carries easily. ]

You talk like you've done this sort of thing before. But you don't exactly strike me as the artistic type. No offense.