Oh it could have made her buzz with delight; the admissions, the glance behind the curtains, the small secrets like personal trinkets thrown on the pile like a pious sacrifice. It was all she could do not to throw a small smile at each of the ones who took part in the confessions; they had made the entire night worth it for her in the most twisted way. For the briefest moment she took a glance back at Bacchuspaw, forcing a stoic face but a look of unfiltered amusement burned in that green-auburn gaze of her. As if to say, "Oh how wonderful, you gave in."

But she was nothing if not true to her own word, at least, if it seemed to fufill her own whims and amuesements at the moment. For right now, keeping her word did. It was all so amusing, like a fun little game they were all playing, sharing secrets and taboo little things in the holy stillness of the night. And so, she joined it with full enthusiasm, rising to her paws in an eager jolt and almost sending a fledgling half knocked over from the force of it.

"I confess to having had trouble with patience and my own temper." She said, not able to fully remove a slight bubbly glee from her voice, like her confession was some fancy toast at a dinner party and not an professing of her own sins. Though as if able to sense the heat of slightly disaproving gazes burning into her pelt, she cleared her throat a bit, almost pretending the prior tone had been a merel slip of the tongue. She really couldn't have cared less, if she was being honest, what the crowd thought of her, but she didn't feel inclined to lose her position over a bit-too jovial admission of her sins. "May Selene forgive me and guide with better wisdom." Conjuringpaw added, this time managing to not sound quite so absolutely estatic over the entire situation as she held a note of solemness to her voice. Still, her look of seriousness that she tried to put on was half-broken even now, her muzzle lopsided from biting back a grin.

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The anticipation had been heavy, it had made the air weighted with his own nerves. Perhaps the cats closest to the front row could have seen a flash of anxiety gleam in the comissioner's blue gaze, or the slightly shuddered intake of breath as he waited to see if anyone dared to respond.

But then, someone spoke up. At first Windsweptashes had turned a soft, warm gaze to the kit. It was sweet, it was adorable, and in his opinion it was very brave. He had been just about to say the latter when other voices had joined in, something that he could have only hoped for, though he had to admit he hadn't been expecting. He couldn't even be upset at Conjuringpaw's last confession; he was just glad at the outpouring, of being able to report back to Puzzlemaker that it had been a success; at least, as succeful as he figured it could be. When it seemed like all the confessions had ended, that anyone interested in speaking had spoken up and raised their voice, he himself finally spoke up again.

"Thank you, all of you. It is very brave what you've all done tonight, admitting the sins and the error of our ways is difficult, but it's how we grow." His eyes fell gently on both Winterkit and Crystalkit as he spoke, the two tiny kittens who had braved speaking up was still impressive in his eyes, and he wanted to know he had acknowledged their piety. "And certainly Selene sees and hears you as much as your clan-mates have, and equally I'm sure with us all joining together to guide each other to a better path, the one Selene has laid out for us, we will find ourselves made pure and more holy with each passing night. Open hearts and minds are what bring us closer to Selene's vision of what we should be. And for those who have observed and heard the sins of your clan-mates, I want to remind you to not treat them as sinners for what they have done, but the same as you, sisters and brothers under Selene, trying in earnest to guide themselves on a better path. It is the fault of all of us to sin, and equally the responsibility of all of us to guide those of who have sinned to stay on the good and righteous path that our Lady of Puzzles has set for us."

He paused, as if to make sure the words lingered, that they were allowed to hold their intensity and their power, before finally continueing on. "I hope that tonight we have reassurred our devotion to Selene and her cause, that we are all dedicated, more than ever, in following in her light towards a new, brighter future for Moonclan. I know that we have all seen more than enough tragedy, that we are all still reeling from what has befell us, but know that Selene has not and will never abandon us. She still has plans for Moonclan and her Chosen, she will see us through to better days and boundless victories." And there it was, the closing. He had felt unsure in his words; how did one ever end a ceremony like this gracefully? It needed weight, it needed meaning, it needed reasurance. He wasn't sure he had mustered all that, but he had certainly tried. After letting one more heavy silence fill the air, he broke it one more.

"With all that being said, I think I will call the Vesper here. You may return to your normal jobs and duties, and may Selene's light guide your paths." He said, giving a small dip of his had as a cue that he was done, that they all could leave. But now, he wavered, because with everything done and finished, he really did not know what to do. Was he suppose to stand there until the all dispersed? Leave to do his own work as a cue they all could as well? He stood there for an awkward moment longer, confidence dwindeling, before jumping down from the balcony as Puzzlemaker had done before him at the start of the ceremony, moving a little faster than he had intended to into the estate; he was eager to get the many eyes off of his pelt.

Somehow, he had managed to maintain a little grace and composure in front of the crowd, but with it all over he swore he could see a hundered mistake in every word he said and every choice he made. He wanted to crawl under a rock and disapear, but instead he stood there a moment to gather his nerves, letting out a heavy sigh from the breath he felt like he had been holding in since the start of this entire gathering. It was the only sound slightly stirring the silence of the manor's halls.