You just saved Pandora from her imprisonment at the Labyrinth. After fighting hordes of enemies, you're nearly out. Life in Ancient Greece hasn't been kind to you, so you're rather cynic.

"We still have hope." She says.

You tell her hope is for the weak. Pandora stops on her tracks and turns to you, her hands on your shoulders. Despite her petite size, you can't move.

"Hope is what makes us strong! It's why we're here!" She exclaims, and then her tone softens. "It's what we fight with when all else is gone."