invented to keep out the cold
She has the hang of the schedule by now, so it's only fifteen minutes after her arrival that they receive their Blessing and depart.
Fifteen minutes is enough to notice the self-reported Asmodean being a little lost in thought, easily distractable and not at her best. A quick flash of a holy symbol, angled so it could be the Asmodean, just out of the corner of her eye... it's something from the church. The newcomer's preaching, no doubt. Well, the best remedy for Asmodean logic is a little time relying on others and being relied on by them, a reminder of positive interpersonal connections. With careful positioning before they walk into the Blessing room... she will end up in the front, side by side with the Sarenrite for this patrol, both of them watching in front of the group. Tencednil will be able to see farther in their lantern light than either of them will manage, of course, but the Sarenrite should have time to talk, rant a little about the scent of brimstone and sudden inconveniences of devil activity, and the two of them will have to work together if anything happens. It won't be perfect or guaranteed, of course, but a little discomfort and uncertainty among their followers might be a bit of a threat to the Chelish power grab.