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"Have you ever engaged in an idea that the very fact you believe in gods means that you have imagination?" Dwin challenged the man, not really hoping that he would begin to doubt his iron-clad conviction. Rather she wanted to see him prove her wrong. Even if he was completely mad, he could express his ideas quite logically. There was certain structure too. 

"Because a person without a creative spark at all - an awful creature I am sure - they would simply exist. Not plan, not look into the future. Not reflect about the past. Just eat, sleep and eventually die," she gave him a quizzical smile. "Dreams - as rare as they are to you - are also a proof that your imagination is working. If gods meddle with it, then..." she left the sentence hanging. 

"Are you a fearful person by nature?" she asked. "Meaning - do you get scared easily?" she went on. Dwin was not taunting him. Just curious.