[For a moment Tear looks surprised; whenever the hymns or song were brought up they weren't spoken of the way Ace had just done, with words that sounded almost like veneration.

It's enough that the surprise slowly becomes a smile, one filled with appreciation for that understanding. Others would always praise the beauty of the songs, and that in itself was welcome, but no one had yet put it in a way that resonated with how she felt about them.]

Yes, it's good to have them... These particular hymns had been passed down among my family for generations, and I didn't understand the full meaning of all seven together until recently. To put it simply, it's a promise.