[ More frowning, more thinking with all of her little braincells. Ianthe has more knowledge then her and her younger sibling's whole education put together, and if she is going to work out how to help Sweeney, Ianthe would no doubt have wisdom in it.

Though for right now, she is stumped in trying to explain it, so she goes quiet as ever. ]

Perhaps that is the difference, then, where much we have the same in understanding. Those two things are the same, for me. The handful of dirt the farmer takes is as sacred and alive as my Holy Father.