Carrie had only the most casual faiths, attached to no religion. In the loosest terms she might be a deist, if she thought about it at all. Hearing him talk that way, in that language, was getting odder and odder. "كيف نجد السلام والمحبة؟ بالنسبة لي انها تأتي من الحقيقة.*" She swallowed hard at the irony of that when she was still holding back something she'd only hinted at. "ومن لم يسع قط الحقيقة عبثا.**

She petted his hair softly. "لماذا كان من الصعب جدا أن يكون في ذلك الاجتماع؟ يبدو وكأنك قد وجدت أرضية مشتركة.***"



(*How do we find peace, love? For me it comes from truth.

**The truth is never sought in vain.

***Why was it so hard to be in that meeting? Seems like you could have found some common ground.)