[She meekly watches his face as he talks. She can't help feeling like a child again getting a real life lesson from her parent. Only while others were dismissive... this one makes sense.
On the one hand, the thought that what she did to help sinners with her hotel just didn't matter: heart-breaking.
On the other, the idea that angels would just forget about Hell and focus on putting down all dissent, even that born out of truth, fairness, and justice... it's too much in line with what she observed in Heaven.]
Okay. [A softer, calmer breath.] I trust you. ...Dad.
[She brings up a hand to give his a little pat, then pull it away so he can hold it.]
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On the one hand, the thought that what she did to help sinners with her hotel just didn't matter: heart-breaking.
On the other, the idea that angels would just forget about Hell and focus on putting down all dissent, even that born out of truth, fairness, and justice... it's too much in line with what she observed in Heaven.]
Okay. [A softer, calmer breath.] I trust you. ...Dad.
[She brings up a hand to give his a little pat, then pull it away so he can hold it.]
But, thank you. --For honestly listening.