"So it seems," Ghanima agreed with a small nod of her head. "Religion seems to give others something to latch onto, something to believe and have faith in." Even if at times it seemed that faith was misplaced.

"Yes, I found it in one of the rooms of the building I'm staying in with my aunt and... well the mentat." She couldn't call him Duncan, not yet as the Ghola had yet to reclaim that part of himself. But in time, she knew she would be able to.