... Do I? Give so many people hope?

[She smiles sadly.]

I spend so little time in the Near Shore that I can only know the gossip of what other gods tell me. I may never know myself, what it is like...

[She looks at him like he might grow a third eye in the middle of his forehead and yet is envious of him for it.]

You hear them, do you not? Like the old gods do? You must hear your followers' voices.