He held out his hand to her, silently requesting that she take what he was offering. Hermione almost cried when she saw the sandwich. Other than a few crackers here and there, she hadn't actually had a solid meal since the night she stole the wallet. Even if her pride screamed at her to refuse the gift, she took it. She wasn't sure what the proper protocol for eating in a church was, but it didn't really matter. As she unwrapped the offering and began to nibble at the bread, the priest kept up a running commentary of the services the church offered to a young woman who might have found herself in the midst of difficult times.