Father Ganchalov advised her to relax, to consider her husband's thoughts more, and not to view problems solely from her own perspective. It was right to leave some space for each other and socializing reasonably was acceptable. However, if said friend was constantly dragging her husband out for drinks every day, that in itself was a problem that needed to be patiently addressed rather than through quarrels.
If it still couldn't be resolved, she could come to him for help.
What moved Father Ganchalov was the friend.
His friend Raul, who died in a rebellion a year ago.
To save him.
"Bishop?"
A voice nearby interrupted Father Ganchalov's reminiscence; he turned his head to see a freckled young man dressed as a Divine Servant.
"Yevgeny... What time is it now?"
"6 o'clock, 6 PM, Bishop."