Hera doesn't speak at first. There doesn't seem to be anything more to say – nothing about this back and forth is going to change anything. Nothing he says is going to lessen her doubts about him. She leans back in her seat, and lowers her head for a moment. What does she want from this?

Eventually, "I do hope you're telling the truth."

Another pause. "But you told me hope has no place in this."