Moerchen had few duties aboard the Valkyrie which demanded his attention, and so much of his time was spent in the vessel's chapel.
Perched over the bridge, the "chapel" was a long chamber with vaulted ceilings reaching several stories up, which combined with the rest of its extreme proportions to bring it closer in the Chaplain's eyes to a cathedral built for a hive's upper class than any humble station of faith for pressed crewmen
not that the impressed portion of the crew was permitted anywhere near the chapel.
Moerchen had kept his distance from those officers who appeared for confessions, and let the Ministorum-provided preachers and confessors work the ship's ruling class without the interference of a Space Marine. With Guenther's Kill-team keeping to themselves on the Grim Vigil, there were few who specifically needed him for spiritual matters. In a sense, Moerchen had made a monk of himself, s