Oah, no. [The denial is immediate. She daren't even contemplate what he's implying. Her teachers are a breed apart from all others. That they are her teachers at all is cause for gratitude beyond anything her fear or resentment might overcome.] Not Dr. Stein - Dr. Stein is the greatest explorer alive. She chose me because I was worthy of it and she gives me exactly what I'm worthy of.
[There is still fear, of course. Worth needs proving. But it means that all she gets, she earns. Even if by tricks, always by tricks. As long as tricks are enough.
That is the greatest fear. It's what prompted her to talk to Kid. She isn't able to explain it yet, not properly; she listens instead, though now he's starting to talk about mad things, ones she's far from sure she understands. Unfortunately, when she does find a frame of reference in her own knowledge for this talk about Death that looks like a man, it's one that makes her blink in confusion and then in wry doubt that runs into her tone.]
Are you - do you mean you are - like the incarnate son of God? The son of Death who came to Earth to, to be with us and guide us?
The meaning of education is to raise students that will one day know as much as their teachers--and in the future, know even more. Not now, of course, as children. But when you have grown older and wiser.
That is the nature of humanity's progress. They would be otherwise doomed to repetition--learning and relearning the same things, again and again. It is no insult to your Doctor Stein--she has learned what her generation is capable of. Your generation will make strides that hers simply cannot. Your generation's children will learn and develop technology and things you could never comprehend. That is how knowledge works.
[Once again, Kid is calm and matter-of-fact, level-headed and simple. He means no insult and he doesn't want to be rude. To him it is simple cause and effect--Kid's analytical mind simply views learning as building blocks. Steps. One generation laying the path for another, and so on.]
Literacy need not be the primary source for learning. For many centuries the bulk of the populace did not read. Finding an alternative or workaround would be beneficial in that it permits you access to works of literature you might otherwise not see, but...
[His rambling tapers off as she presses on, and he can hear the doubt in her tone. Tension crawls into his stomach, and he shifts nervously.]
I...do not believe I understand your question. Incarnate son of Death is a bit...extravagant. My father and I are both quite physical and live in a very real locations. And it is quite important we not meddle--Father constantly reminds me it is not my place to get involved. There is an order to the world that we are not to get involved in.
[INow short, Kid has no concept of Christianity. Kesara's comment alluding to it is meaningless to him. And to directly refer to either him or his father as a god has clearly made him uncomfortable as he stumbles over his reply to her question.]
[He speaks so well, for a moment she forgets why she called him, forgets how anxious he'd been and the things he said he cannot do. Perhaps that's his trick. She thinks to herself that Dame Ariel would have liked him very much, even though he says she's limited, perhaps even wrong, and somehow she doesn't resent that thought.]
It must be true, [she mutters, half to herself.] Because the future has things in it that I could hardly imagine. They say there are machines that fly, and talk, and even ones that think, like these tablets... they say you can go anywhere in the world now, and see everything, and that women can be - that they can be everything they please. [Sometimes she simply sits and thinks about it, thinks about it for what feels like hours, about how all that is possible, with fierce and dizzying awe. But now, she thinks about it and suddenly a part of her is sad.]
But it's not true that Dr. Stein and my teachers have learned all they're capable of. Maybe others have, but surely not her. Not Lady Gavin. Not Lao Dian. If they were here they could learn everything I have. When I go back I'll teach them. You'll see. [Saying that makes her feel much better, so she says it again.] You'll see.
[She feels more confident with that, and that confidence colours how she thinks of his explanation, carefully considers what she believes. He isn't lying - it's too mad a thing to be lying about. Perhaps he is mad. She is still, after all, half convinced that Enoch is, with his talk about God and his angels. But then, she has frameworks other than the Christian.]
Is your father the king of the underworld? The Greeks, they said - but you said you have no mortal mother. So it isn't the same. [She's let go of doubt, not focused on trying to process the story in more sensible terms. Her mind is analytical much like his.] But he still made you a, a sacrifice. Something to give to humanity, to help them.
[Terms she understands. The implications of them aren't something she entirely grasps.]
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Date: 2016-09-23 09:03 pm (UTC)[There is still fear, of course. Worth needs proving. But it means that all she gets, she earns. Even if by tricks, always by tricks. As long as tricks are enough.
That is the greatest fear. It's what prompted her to talk to Kid. She isn't able to explain it yet, not properly; she listens instead, though now he's starting to talk about mad things, ones she's far from sure she understands. Unfortunately, when she does find a frame of reference in her own knowledge for this talk about Death that looks like a man, it's one that makes her blink in confusion and then in wry doubt that runs into her tone.]
Are you - do you mean you are - like the incarnate son of God? The son of Death who came to Earth to, to be with us and guide us?
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Date: 2016-09-24 08:16 pm (UTC)That is the nature of humanity's progress. They would be otherwise doomed to repetition--learning and relearning the same things, again and again. It is no insult to your Doctor Stein--she has learned what her generation is capable of. Your generation will make strides that hers simply cannot. Your generation's children will learn and develop technology and things you could never comprehend. That is how knowledge works.
[Once again, Kid is calm and matter-of-fact, level-headed and simple. He means no insult and he doesn't want to be rude. To him it is simple cause and effect--Kid's analytical mind simply views learning as building blocks. Steps. One generation laying the path for another, and so on.]
Literacy need not be the primary source for learning. For many centuries the bulk of the populace did not read. Finding an alternative or workaround would be beneficial in that it permits you access to works of literature you might otherwise not see, but...
[His rambling tapers off as she presses on, and he can hear the doubt in her tone. Tension crawls into his stomach, and he shifts nervously.]
I...do not believe I understand your question. Incarnate son of Death is a bit...extravagant. My father and I are both quite physical and live in a very real locations. And it is quite important we not meddle--Father constantly reminds me it is not my place to get involved. There is an order to the world that we are not to get involved in.
[INow short, Kid has no concept of Christianity. Kesara's comment alluding to it is meaningless to him. And to directly refer to either him or his father as a god has clearly made him uncomfortable as he stumbles over his reply to her question.]
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Date: 2016-09-29 07:04 pm (UTC)It must be true, [she mutters, half to herself.] Because the future has things in it that I could hardly imagine. They say there are machines that fly, and talk, and even ones that think, like these tablets... they say you can go anywhere in the world now, and see everything, and that women can be - that they can be everything they please. [Sometimes she simply sits and thinks about it, thinks about it for what feels like hours, about how all that is possible, with fierce and dizzying awe. But now, she thinks about it and suddenly a part of her is sad.]
But it's not true that Dr. Stein and my teachers have learned all they're capable of. Maybe others have, but surely not her. Not Lady Gavin. Not Lao Dian. If they were here they could learn everything I have. When I go back I'll teach them. You'll see. [Saying that makes her feel much better, so she says it again.] You'll see.
[She feels more confident with that, and that confidence colours how she thinks of his explanation, carefully considers what she believes. He isn't lying - it's too mad a thing to be lying about. Perhaps he is mad. She is still, after all, half convinced that Enoch is, with his talk about God and his angels. But then, she has frameworks other than the Christian.]
Is your father the king of the underworld? The Greeks, they said - but you said you have no mortal mother. So it isn't the same. [She's let go of doubt, not focused on trying to process the story in more sensible terms. Her mind is analytical much like his.] But he still made you a, a sacrifice. Something to give to humanity, to help them.
[Terms she understands. The implications of them aren't something she entirely grasps.]