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"Are you ever intimidated by your future, Nessa?"
"Whatever do you mean?"
Aside from the many possible interpretations of Fiyero's question, this time he only had one: "I'm talking about ruling a country. I mean, that's a big deal."
"I'm quite certain it is a long way off, so I choose not to let myself to be too troubled by it," she said simply. Her pink lips wrapped around the rim of her tea mug and she sipped quietly at the brew inside. "Either way, I trust the Unnamed God will guide me when the time comes."
"But surely you must think about it, and even if you didn't you're the only one who could possibly imagine how it would feel."
"I do think of it, from time to time. What exactly is on your mind, Fiyero?"
"How can we be sure we're not going to screw everything up? People are fallible to start. How can we fulfill these great expectations when it's possible that all we'll offer our countries are our flaws and shortcomings? Don't you ever worry that you'll be selfish and impetuous instead of wise?"
He was grateful she didn't take his words personally, though they stemmed from actuality. She merely laughed docilely. "Oh, I doubt Elphaba would ever tolerate that behavior from me. Is that why you're concerned? You think you'll be selfish and whatnot?"
"I've spent so many years never thinking about my responsibilities that I worry I'll never come to care enough. I don't worry that I'll be selfish per se, but perhaps I'll be too distracted."
"You're young, Fiyero. I believe you're allowed to be a bit distracted."