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The honest answer was “myself,” but Diantha knew better than to reveal that to this religious man. Instead, she remembered Bartholomew. God, she replied. He gives us what we want if we are devout and follow His teachings. It wasn’t truth, but she knew that the strange man had thought it so. Unfortunately, Diantha had quickly grown bored of waiting around for God, and so she’d left Bartholomew to his God.