"Fear means you understand." Understand that there was always the large chance of things going wrong. Of them messing up, divine influence or not. "Most fear the unknown, and your decision here will lead to a change none can predict. Not even God. There is no one who lives entirely without fear, because fear keeps them alive. It is a response that protects you."

Hope smiled, softening his words. "I don't know what will happen. But I'm glad you're here. Perhaps fear is more easily overcome with someone else there."

(His words are sincere, and it was for that sincerity that the presence behind his eyes rejoiced and cringed at the same time. It did not need others, did not need the support of what it considered abhorrent, yet by itself there was no chance at getting close that that Chaos.)

"Whether you are made whole or divine will be up to God's power." There was a nagging sensation that wanted him to tell her she wouldn't want to be divine: the divine lived and died lonely, perhaps lonelier than humans. Hope could not recall a single case (with knowledge he shouldn't know) where a divine being had the companionship that humans strived for. You may not like what you end up as, he almost wanted to say, but the words didn't make it far enough to slip past his smile.

"Let God do the work humans can not. Let Him take command."