[This conversation is, if nothing else, a stretch of the linguistic imagination. She doesn't respond for a while, clearly deciphering that last couple sentences.

"Places unimaginable", indeed. Why is she even trying to tell him this, he's only a child! And one apparently raised in this religion from the very start, at that. It must be a zealous one, to call everyone "brother" or "sister" regardless of their affiliations.]

"Words only have the meaning you give to them", is that it? I'm not trying to offend you... It's only strange to hear.

[She tries to smile without it looking too awkward, attempting to be as diplomatic as she can. Being Circle-raised, and thus having the Chantry a constant presence in her life, herself, she knows the best way to defuse a situation like this with a child is to give him the opportunity to show how well he's learned his teachings.]

So your religion holds truth to oneself above everything else?