“Do it.” “I practise evidence-based healing. You’re asking me to attempt something on the basis of misplaced hope.” “And your research.” Aurienne, with additional slowness given that Mordaunt was so thick, repeated: “It wasn’t research. It wasn’t a hypothesis. It was a young Haelan’s daydream.” “Apply your daydream to me, then.” “It won’t work.” “Have you tried it?” asked Mordaunt. “No,” said Aurienne. “So you haven’t any evidence that it won’t work.”
