“I didn’t know what to do. Thing is, that’s wonderful. That’s the point. Because when the predetermined answers flee, then the solution comes down to who you are. That’s when we see the mettle of a person. That is art: when untested skill meets unplanned catastrophe.” The woman looked up at him, then blinked. “I think I understand.” “Wait. Really. You do?” “Of course I do,” the woman said. “You’re here for this job because absolutely nobody else will hire you. Good thing you can get a person where they’re going.” “Ma’am,” Hoid said, putting on his hat, “you have no idea.”
