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"Wouldn't it be natural for me to be glad that the best of my protégés is beloved?" she says. "You've presented your thesis on how she should be kinder to herself; there remains one question still on the exam, though, and that is what I will be proctoring."
"Of course not. That was just conversation." She shakes her head. "Young Lumen—this is further conversation, rather than the end of the exam, but if you'll indulge me—what do you have faith in?"
She appears to think for a moment, and then speaks again, in the same tone she might present a mathematical word problem.
"Let me pose you a situation. You have that confidence, that determination, that strength of spirit—but somehow, circumstances conspire that you fail one of the people most important to you and cannot protect them. As a result, they are dead."
"Noted," she says, calmly, and jots something down in red pen on the clipboard she has set in her lap. "What would you think of the world, the universe, in that position?"
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Who are you?
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She might look a little familiar, after experiencing all of Hope's memories—particularly from Explorations of Faith in a Flawed and Cruel World.
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She keeps smiling.
"Why do you think it is?"
We love the Socratic method in these parts.
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typos ugh
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She appears to think for a moment, and then speaks again, in the same tone she might present a mathematical word problem.
"Let me pose you a situation. You have that confidence, that determination, that strength of spirit—but somehow, circumstances conspire that you fail one of the people most important to you and cannot protect them. As a result, they are dead."
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She lifts her chin slightly.
"Would you consider yourself lucky, or unlucky? Blessed, or cursed?"
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