Work itself out. Pel is so used to earning everything she has. It's hard to trust in something working itself out. But Alistair is right. She can't ensure things working out through hard work. Luck, or maybe faith, has to factor into any peace of mind she has.

She's silent for a moment, letting the panic slowly release her and fly away.

"You're right," she says at last. "Of course you're right. Thank you."