[Well. This is not what he thought as going to happen.]
I... because... because...
[He thought it would help her to have someone understand, but it's she that doesn't fathom.]
Sister Katherine... the sciencestiffs would seek to propose no miracle the work of the Messiahs. They would propose there to be no miracle at mother fuckin all. The miracles are written into the mother fuckin mundane. The scriptures I study are hence named meaningless. No one hosts belief. No one believes when I tell what is to come. [He doesn't like talking about this. He hates this. He hates having to confess in such means. But at least she is not looking and therefore can't see his lack of mirth.]
I... I don't mind that they are atheists. It's okay. They're my friends. And the people around are to be looked after all the same as is the duty of any proper troll. But they seek to take from me all that I believe in, sister. I cannot have that. I wish it not to be. The faith is of importance utmost. It's how I will save this world! It is what has come to save me, sister Katherine, it's all I... [He doesn't finish that thought.]
Science has made it writ that all such belief is foolish impossibility. Not even Cronus believes me... But I know they're real, Katherine. The Messiahs and Minstrels and what's to come. I know all to be truth, no matter what science tries to say. I know the end to come.
...I care not if a troll should wish hurt upon me. I must say what is true. I must help before it is too late.
[His voice cracks thoroughly. He hugs his arms around himself. He wishes he had gone to text.]
I do not wish to discuss this, sister Katherine. I offer sincerest apologies to have upset you further. I shall take leave now, if this is preferential.
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I... because... because...
[He thought it would help her to have someone understand, but it's she that doesn't fathom.]
Sister Katherine... the sciencestiffs would seek to propose no miracle the work of the Messiahs. They would propose there to be no miracle at mother fuckin all. The miracles are written into the mother fuckin mundane. The scriptures I study are hence named meaningless. No one hosts belief. No one believes when I tell what is to come. [He doesn't like talking about this. He hates this. He hates having to confess in such means. But at least she is not looking and therefore can't see his lack of mirth.]
I... I don't mind that they are atheists. It's okay. They're my friends. And the people around are to be looked after all the same as is the duty of any proper troll. But they seek to take from me all that I believe in, sister. I cannot have that. I wish it not to be. The faith is of importance utmost. It's how I will save this world! It is what has come to save me, sister Katherine, it's all I... [He doesn't finish that thought.]
Science has made it writ that all such belief is foolish impossibility. Not even Cronus believes me... But I know they're real, Katherine. The Messiahs and Minstrels and what's to come. I know all to be truth, no matter what science tries to say. I know the end to come.
...I care not if a troll should wish hurt upon me. I must say what is true. I must help before it is too late.
[His voice cracks thoroughly. He hugs his arms around himself. He wishes he had gone to text.]
I do not wish to discuss this, sister Katherine. I offer sincerest apologies to have upset you further. I shall take leave now, if this is preferential.