"Is that how I choose my friends?" She asked, not particularly surprised but sounding a little disappointed all the same.

"It must be, of course. The glimpses I've seen in dreams, that goddess would never choose someone less than useful. Wesley was my guide. Glaucon was a follower. You... had a time ship."

She sounded more sorry than anything, at what she must've been to these people who still seemed to miss that cold person she'd been. She couldn't quite fathom why they would.