[HE'S IN THE PRESENCE OF A VERY RICH BUT ULTIMATELY FRUGAL INDIVIDUAL...CAPITALISM AT WORK. At the very least, no one can say that Cyrus doesn't know what material wealth speaks to her the most. Had he trusted her to spend it wisely?
They aren't completely protected from anyone else overhearing their words, especially operating within neutral territory. She isn't dishonest, but when it comes to this, she doesn't overshare, either. There are so many little innocuous things that, when said, could be taken out of context by someone whose devotion is more zealous than her own. It sculpts her answer.]
I see it being very difficult for me to adopt Meridian's cheery heroism. [With some stern humbleness, Caren continues.] Restoring what has been lost... I lack the divine authority to make that kind of decision, whether it should have happened or not. I would say that, as motivated by the future as we may be, it's imperative not to lose sight of the current moment. Remembering the past prevents repeating it, of course, but you are injured now.
[She gestures at the wounds she's treating. Time marches forward and is rarely meant to be reversed. If there's no guard rail on what happens in the future - or even "next" - then the possibilities are all pretty ugly, aren't they?]
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They aren't completely protected from anyone else overhearing their words, especially operating within neutral territory. She isn't dishonest, but when it comes to this, she doesn't overshare, either. There are so many little innocuous things that, when said, could be taken out of context by someone whose devotion is more zealous than her own. It sculpts her answer.]
I see it being very difficult for me to adopt Meridian's cheery heroism. [With some stern humbleness, Caren continues.] Restoring what has been lost... I lack the divine authority to make that kind of decision, whether it should have happened or not. I would say that, as motivated by the future as we may be, it's imperative not to lose sight of the current moment. Remembering the past prevents repeating it, of course, but you are injured now.
[She gestures at the wounds she's treating. Time marches forward and is rarely meant to be reversed. If there's no guard rail on what happens in the future - or even "next" - then the possibilities are all pretty ugly, aren't they?]