Well that was doubly ironic, since the Missionaria Protectiva had trained her to occupy exactly that role.

"This is one of those good works on earth interludes, not a moment of enlightenment. Stay and you might become a saint." Which was the closest she would get to an invitation to stay. She didn't think twice about what to Motoko would sound like ridiculous spiritual mashups. There had been a lot of merging of religions in the times between their centuries.