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[-watching children play in the park-]

Aye, I know. We each have our tasks. As long as your faith endures, sister.

My faith has not once faltered, Michael.

Keep hold to that. For we all will be tried and tested before the End.

I live only to serve His Will, Michael, and to help all those who need the warm touch of my hand.

Then keep thy light heart and cheerful countenance, Ariel. His Grace will shine through thee.

If I can do nothing more than heal and bring hope, then so shall it be.

[A sweet, bright smile.]

Then peace unto thee, sister. Go with Father's Blessing.