Not exactly. The rules that we set in place restricts us from having any active participation in the outcome of this competition. We do have the final say on certain things, but nothing progresses without the decisions that all of you make. Although it seems that we're in a power of superiority, the truth is that everything that happens is completely in your hands.
Yes...I'm sorry, but I'm afraid now that you're here, sitting out isn't an option. To do so would only hurt us all.
[Still, Piety tries to sound as encouraging as possible.]
But I believe that if we hold strong, we can get through this with as little harm as possible. We just need to appeal to everyone's better natures. There's goodness...kindness in every heart.
[Was every god like Piety? Unlikely. since every god was an embodiment, everyone probably had their own methods... or whatever.
Could this even be called a method? So far, there hadn't been any catches. Just unerring... kindness. And the belief of kindness in others.
It was at least a cause he could rally to, and definitely a standard he could bear. Crossing his arms, Luke gives a resolute nod—if Piety could appeal to him, then he could appeal to others on Piety's behalf.]
I want to think so, too. Let's work from there, and figure something out.
[Easy to say, harder to execute. But wasn't everything?]
If I want to--If I need to talk to you again, can I just... [the idea is obvious, but a little silly to say out loud.] ...pray? [it wasn't something he'd done more than once or twice.]
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[Something to think about. They held the strings, to some degree, huh...?]
But even so, we all have to play, right?
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[Still, Piety tries to sound as encouraging as possible.]
But I believe that if we hold strong, we can get through this with as little harm as possible. We just need to appeal to everyone's better natures. There's goodness...kindness in every heart.
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Could this even be called a method? So far, there hadn't been any catches. Just unerring... kindness. And the belief of kindness in others.
It was at least a cause he could rally to, and definitely a standard he could bear. Crossing his arms, Luke gives a resolute nod—if Piety could appeal to him, then he could appeal to others on Piety's behalf.]
I want to think so, too. Let's work from there, and figure something out.
[Easy to say, harder to execute. But wasn't everything?]
If I want to--If I need to talk to you again, can I just... [the idea is obvious, but a little silly to say out loud.] ...pray? [it wasn't something he'd done more than once or twice.]
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[Piety puts their hands over their heart.]
It doesn't matter how you do it...just call for me from the heart, and I'll be there.
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Got it. Then I guess I'll... see you tonight? [Gotta pass him the diary, after all!] If that's okay.
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[And Piety sounds plenty excited at the prospect of seeing Luke again. :) ]
I hope in the meantime, you're able to make plenty of new friends.
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[He turns to leave—remembers himself, turns back, and gives a small bow. Important stuff done, he supplements it with a little wave.]
Take care of yourself!