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[Hope's voice is clear and clipped.]

If you would like to leave a message, you may do so here. I can't promise to respond. I have many demands on my time, and this sort of thing is far down the list. Still, if you would like to, you may.

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You like not having to think about things. Having your answers handed to you, whether they are true or not.

Summat like that, aye. ( She could take offense to that, but why? It's true. It's especially true of her. She preferred doing rather than sitting, thinking up answers. Never really did do well in most classes because of it.

She's learned, somewhat, to do the latter, but it's not natural.

And, well, there are other reasons. At least for the specific instance of blaming the gods for what goes wrong. )

Some of it's not just about being easy. You ever heard th' sayin' "once burned, twice shy"?

It's not a saying that we generally use, but I understand the meaning.

[Hope, dear, some things are more important than doors.]

So that's why there's so many things that I can't read. Could there be books from my world?

There might be. You could look for them.

I will. It's a big library though.

[Unsurprising, considering-]

I have one more question first. If that's okay!

[ Hope is first in her rounds to serenade the gods. It's a way of saying 'thank you,' actually, but also just... Something she wanted to do. So here she is at his temple, hanging out with guitar in hand.

He gets a song that isn't inherently hopeful, actually, but it is to her. So after doing the precursory checks of her guitar, she gets to strumming and singing right after. ]

I found a note with your name and a picture of us even though it was framed and covered in dust. It’s the map in my mind that sends me on my way. They say it’s never too late to stop being afraid and there is no one else here. So why should I wait? And in the blink of an eye the past begins to fade.

So have you ever been caught in a sea of despair? And your moment of truth is the day that you say “I’m not scared." Put your hands in the air if you hear me out there. I’ve been looking for you day and night, shine a light in the dark, let me see where you are ‘cause I’m not gonna leave you behind!

What is your question?

Not immediately. I can't tell which are the originals and which the copies. Physically, they are the same.

[Though he does not appear, he appreciates the thought behind her actions. Rather than the usual subtle feeling of hope that accompanies any trip into Hope's temple, she will instead feel a strong, steady feeling of hope and calm happiness that will remain for a couple hours after leaving.]

[

Thanks Hope. He's a cool dude. She'll sing for him again sometime. Maybe actually get some applause! ]

( There's a prolonged silence here. Not because she doesn't know what she's doing, where she's going - she knows exactly what she's getting at, exactly where this distrust and need to blame the gods comes (came?) from, for her - but.

Well. It's a personal thing. And maybe it'd be easier, less painful to find a general way to word it.

But maybe that just wouldn't make sense. )

... I can only talk for meself. ( And her voice is slower, clearer than usual. More thoughtful. She wants to explain this right. )

But. The last time someone in power told me to just believe them, to not question 'em, and do as I were told, I ended up working for th' wrong people for years.

( Memories of talking to Hope about a moment of great hope in her life float to the surface, and it's somehow easier to keep going, knowing that's already happened. That there's already something personal lingering in the air between them, in the past, something tangentially related, even. )

Get dragged here and-

( She leans back and gestures to the air, despite the fact that she's not using video, catches herself a moment later. )

- you lot are in charge. Telling us to just believe you. You don't know everything, but just believe you anyway.

( Her voice lilts, drags out singsong sarcasm. Just trust us. But the next words come out softer, an admission more than anything else. )

You sounded like me old boss did. It was easier to blame you. Easy to believe you were just the same as her, you know?

( And then she clears her throat. )

That's just me. ( And Faith, sort of. But Faith... well, her name suits her for a reason. She's been more open to believing them since day one here. )

But I wouldn't be surprised if it were true for others, too.

You are welcome.

I see. So because your trust was betrayed before, you're reluctant to trust again. You don't need to trust me or any of the others if you don't want to. We ask nothing of you but your emotions, though granted - some of the others go about that in unfortunate ways.

[Look, he's pretty much never happy with Fear either, and what can you do about Rage and Confusion but sigh and let them walk all over you?]

You can question us if you like. Needless hostility just isn't necessary, however.

If I guess your favorite fruit, can I have a date?

Is that also a joke?

I thought it was funny? But it's not a joke.

We should date. It'll be fun.

( This is going to be a permanent impasse, isn't it, as evidenced in the exhale of a sigh she gives - one where you can practically hear the pinch of the bridge of her nose.

How to explain this. )

Don't think most people're willing to give up their emotions to people they don't trust.

[Inspired by a conversation with Glacius, Emily comes to figuratively knock on Hope's door.]

can you make it snow? just a little, maybe in one place? i know you just revived a ton of people and had your temple attacked, but you're the one who heals people, so i figured i'd ask

it's for a friend

Dating isn't something that we do.

I think we all understand that, at this point. However, in order for you all to remain alive - and us as well - they are necessary. What's more, we can't actually not take power from your emotions. You feel something, we receive power.

Some of us don't particularly care how we get that power. Some do, and try to be more careful. But the basic necessity of it - no, I suppose the basic fact of it - won't change. It simply cannot.

Why?

he's hurt. his wound will heal faster with fresh snow

I see. I can make you some snow if that is what's needed.

[Really? Just like that? Bullshit.]

thanks

what do i owe you for it?

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